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Andre Nickatina

Genres: Hip-Hop

These R The Tales Lyrics - Andre Nickatina

I was riding in my chariot, with this freak named Harriet 

She said my stick was ???, so she knew just where to bury it 

This girl named Sequoia, she was from Illinois-a 

I had to stuff her mouth with her teddy bear, 'cause she made hella noise-a 

This freak named Nikita Brown, I rode her like a merry-go-round 

She got to telling all her friends, that it's a new king in town 

I was on my way to Las Vegas when I bumped into Tessy 

She said her nickname was Marvin, 'cause when she had sex it got messy 

This freak named Jenny Marquais, so you know I called her Butter 

'cause when it came to summer sundresses, she had ass like no other 

The steak was always smothered, she was a freak under the covers 

You should have seen my expression, lil' pimpin, 

when I got hit on by her mother 

This young lady named Chanelle, she was fine as hell 

But she was 26, and her son was already twelve 

I was at this little assembly, when I chopped it up with Kimberly 

Hit it, split it, man that freak said she'd love me for infinity 

You should have seen the chemistry, I changed that freak's identity 

Seen her at the movies with her man, and the bitch didn't wanna remember me 

This girl named Chamere, she put diamonds in my ears 

But she also tried to put these niggas on me when I slapped her at the pier 

This girl named Cheryl Lynn, she had hella friends 

So when I brought my friends and all her friends, 

then that's when the party began 

This girl named Savannah, she used to love to pout 

But I used to say "Don't even trip, just stick this in your mouth" 

This freak named Miranda, she thought I couldn't stand her 

But yeah, I can stand ya, since I got your ass on camera 

I was riding hard, like Humphrey Bogart, with this freak named Leah 

Even though she was in the dark, no one could see her, get it? 

This freak named Raquela, she worked at Pac Bell-a 

She gave me the number to the pager, home, and cellular 

She had a lovely smell-a, ass like ??? 

I was wet like a scuba diver from the sex, homeboy let me tell ya 

Chrysler ???, with this chick named Darren 

I was at the mall trying to buy some clothes, and she just kept on starin 

And then came the flarin, she said she hated sharin 

I said "I'm not your man, little freak, so I'm not really carin" 

This gangsta's name was Dallion, she wore gold medallions 

Every other month we'd take a flight, out to Staten Island 

She kept a 9 on the dresser 'cause she had dreams of hell 

Even though we in the penthouse suite of a 5-star hotel 

I rock and I rock well, that's what I told Gail 

She's a conceited little fraternity freak, up there at Yale 

Young tender named Divine, I bump in her Alpine 

She was the type that looked so good, it was a motherfuckin crime 

Took her from behind, led her to the ride 

Baby didn't make it home till the sun was 'bout to rise 

Kickin in with Corvette, baby had a Corvette 

She used to come and get young Nickatina from off of the set 

We strikes to the checks, she pick up her Lex 

We hit Hotel Nico, you know what came next 

I was payin my bill for cable, when I met up with Sable 

Green eyes, it was a CEO, of a record label 

But I didn't get to hit it, because I met with Bridget 

She was Sable's secretary, that gave me head and digits 

In the parking lot of a club one night, I ran into Kirby 

Freak worked at a beauty shop, said some gangsta's tryin to serve me 

Freak you ain't worthy, your gossip column is through 

And if some cats is after me, I'm right here mackin on you 

Had to pop the collar on my coat, rev up the vogue smoke 

Looked her in the eyes and said "Yeah bitch, you're broke!" 

This girl named ???, Lord she was dreamy 

Met her at a pool party, should have seen her bikini 

This lady's name was Val, her husband was my pal 

She offered me to put in why he stressed the ?rikers out? 

Gave the freak a smile, said "It ain't my style" 

I've known the homie for a while yo, and that would be foul 

Fired up the weed, me and Saint Jean 

We first had locked eyes yo, when we were thirteen 

Kissed at 15, sexed at sixteen 

That's why she's with me right now in the Beam, Tiga!