I Plotted Lyrics - Dinner & A Movie - Brotha Lynch Hung

Intro: 

I seperated myself from most homies 

Cause my enemies started out to be close homies. 

Hehehehehe 

Yeah! Dinner and a Movie! 

Go buy my album (that's a fact)! 

Brotha Lynch Hung! 

Verse 1 

Yeah 

I was sitting in a room with a pistol, schizo 

Fist full of bullets and my grip stoked, I'm mad 

They say my music ain't Strange enough 

So I signed at the dotted line with strangest stuff 

Now I'm back (I'm back), I'm bad like LL and ladies love me 

But fuck 'em I make they bodies smell, I got a psycho bitch 

She'll cut you well 

Leave her in a trashcan, you better get my mail 

I'm so serious, believe it 

I'm furious from fuckin' them bitches 

While they on their periods, I'm seasick 

See, here's my brand new meat dish 

intestins and bell peppers and onions 

an salt my delicates, ya see 

trick, I want you to want me 

Then I turn around and put ya head in my humvee 

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Chorus 

I plotted my next murder in the bedroom 

Gripping on a pistol 

Way too potent n' like sisco 

Overdose 

You ain't getting up in the morning 

hit you over dinner and a movie 

I'm schizo 

I plotted my next murder in the bedroom 

Gripping on a pistol 

Way too potent n' like sisco 

Overdose 

You ain't waking up in the morning 

hit you over dinner and a movie 

I'm schizo 

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Verse 2 

Somebody roll another motherfuckin' blunt 

Other motherfuckers want 

My siccness spit 

Put it up in ya mother cunt 

Put it up in ya daughter's butt 

And just when that's happening 

My psycho bitch is running up and she gone put a cap in em 

Slashin' em, cut em half and butt it in that ass 

And after the fact 

I'ma keep coming with psycho shit 

Murdering others like michael pitt 

Matter of fact, liposuction 

Gutt em up, cutt em up 

My face is in the paper 

all it said was "what a nut" 

ya buttercup 

You can't even get with me did I stutter, what? 

Motherfucker, somebody shut him up 

Before I plug him up, gun em up, when is enough? 

Nigga, nuts and hamburger 

It's just another damn murder. 

Chorus 

I plotted my next murder in the bedroom 

Gripping on a pistol 

Way too potent n' like sisco 

Overdose 

You ain't getting up in the morning 

hit you over dinner and a movie 

I'm schizo 

I plotted my next murder in the bedroom 

Gripping on a pistol 

Way too potent n' like sisco 

Overdose 

You ain't waking up in the morning 

hitt you over dinner and a movie 

I'm schizo