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Keep Fuckin' Me Lyrics

from Chase The Cat

"Keep Fuckin' Me" is track #1 on the album Chase The Cat. It was written by Lewis, Terry / Harris Iii, James Samuel.
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Yeah, bitch, you know how real players do this shit, bitch

Man look at her, baby look good
The way she dancin', maybe I should
Step up to her and run this game
I wanna fuck, I don't wanna know her name

I play the role though, act like I'm interested
By the end of the night, she done been molested
And she loves it, that's how I do it
You tried to get with her too but you blew it

I told her I ain't had no woman, I got three
And you ain't leavin' this club without me
'Cause I'll be your breakfast in the mornin'
See the sun rise while you're naked and you're moanin'

And when I get up talkin' like a pimp
That's when reality starts to sink in
You want me to fuck yo' pussy 'til it hurts
And I wanna put yo' fine ass to work, bitch

Bitches always tellin' me
You're a player, a real player
I don't care about these other hoes
Just keep fuckin' me, keep it up in you, way up

I can look in yo' eyes and see I got you
You so fine, girl, I had to knock you
We left the bar, we in the car
I'm treatin' this bitch like a movie star

It's all game, I just wanna hit it quick
Try to turn a bitch out so I can hit a lick
And it's a trip, she's such a good bitch
Mama told you 'bout niggaz that look slick

You knew about the hoes when you met me
I'll add you to my stable if you let me
So you can get me, what I need so quickly
I want G's bitch, about a hundred fifty

All these hoes know my style
I'll put you to work but don't go too wild
'Cause we'll get this cash, just take our time
Choose or leave, you better make up yo' mind

Bitches always tellin' me, what dem hoes say?
You're a player, that's right, I'm a fuckin' player, bitch
I don't care about these other hoes, na, nah
Just keep fuckin' me

You said put it all up in you, keep on fuckin' you
Knew what time it was and I knew just what to do
Bitch, I get at you, have you stuck like a statue
Use nothin' but words and I have you

I give a fuck if you think I'm too rich
I ain't gon' cash you out like these new tricks
She wanna eat, drink and fuck good
That won't make you get my cash but what would?

If I turned you on to this player life
Quit fuckin' rich niggaz, tryin' to be a wife
I can show you how to put this game to work
Don't do it, unless you put some change in yo' purse

Bitch, you know whassup wit me
I'm from the O, I roll in luxury
I mack broads and smoke big buds of weed
Can't be a ho when you always fuck for free, bitch

Bitches always tellin' me, tellin' you what?
You're a player, that ain't no lie
I don't care about these other hoes
Just keep fuckin' me, just keep gettin' that cash girl

Bitches always tellin' me, you're a player
I don't care about these other hoes
Just keep fuckin' me

Songwriters
Lewis, Terry / Harris Iii, James Samuel

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