Ladies first, who the fuck made up that shit? 9 times outta 10 it was a bitch I'm comin' at cha like this Cause your pussy ain't no more important than my dick miss I'm not your motherfuckin' doll You won't see me runnin' to ya at your every beckon call Bitches act like they handicapped Want me to open doors, pull out chairs and all that I'm the motherfuckin' gangster of love So how you gonna run me like I'm some kind of scrub Think your pussy made of gold, well it's not You couldn't get a dime for it at the pawn shop I won't pack your bags at the store Now will I take you to a play or a musical, whore And break my neck to be extra polite I'll take your motherfuckin' ass to a chicken fight And if you get cold, you gonna sneeze Cause I ain't givin' you my coat, so I can freeze People say my manners are minimum I'm from the ghetto hoe I'm not a motherfuckin' gentleman
I'm not a gentleman
I'm not a motherfuckin' gentleman I told you that in the first rap Hell no I won't remove my cap When I go to ya moms crib for my grill t-shirt, sneakers and jeans is how I feel and your momma grin'n denturs Cause I'll be eatin' with my hands not the proper utensils I say yeah, naw, not ma'am I was raised like that, so that's the way I am I don't give a damn if ain't got a seat My feet hurt bitch, you ain't no better than me Stand your ass up, wait your time I don't give a fuck if your 9 or 99 Drop something if you want to freak And I won't leap to pick it up like a geek In a dash or flash, goddamn, I'll pass I'ma let you bend over so I can see dat ass I might laugh, giggle, or
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I'm not a gentleman
I'm not a motherfuckin' gentleman I told you that in the first rap Hell no I won't remove my cap When I go to ya moms crib for my grill t-shirt, sneakers and jeans is how I feel and your momma grin'n denturs Cause I'll be eatin' with my hands not the proper utensils I say yeah, naw, not ma'am I was raised like that, so that's the way I am I don't give a damn if ain't got a seat My feet hurt bitch, you ain't no better than me Stand your ass up, wait your time I don't give a fuck if your 9 or 99 Drop something if you want to freak And I won't leap to pick it up like a geek In a dash or flash, goddamn, I'll pass I'ma let you bend over so I can see dat ass I might laugh, giggle, or
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