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Please Don't Mind Lyrics - Singles - Philly's Most Wanted

You could turn the mic down a lil' bit 

C'mon, yeah, yeah, see 

We need all the chicks hit the floor, come on 

We need all the chicks hit the floor, come on 

Y'all niggaz, hit the floor, come on 

 

Excuse me bitch what's your name? 

Couple dollars ain't it so what's your game 

Known fact 'cos I'm gettin' the cash 

Don't dance face to face, bitch gimme the ass 

 

I'll help you out if you had a long day 

Dick like, good advice, it could go a long way 

Front, 'cos I knocked ya'll down 

I could remodel homes, I knock walls down 

 

I'm wit all, that shit y'all 

Talk about, oh what I don't hit raw 

Naw, you could flow like a bank hold up 

Have I ever loved a chick lemme think, hold up 

 

No, I'm all about the dough 

He shouldn't give a fuck if it's not your hoe 

Oh, that hatin' shit you did, ain't done us 

Playas and we get more head then new hundreds 

 

Please don't mind, how I pursue 

Don't take it personal, girl that's how thugs do 

Let's get by, sit for a few 

Then after that let's go, I'll fuck in you 

 

Yo, let me tell you how I pursue 

Spit game in they ear and it's proper too 

Say we stayin' at the Fount with Blue 

I'ma ball every day, spend a grand or two, psyche 

 

Hit the beach, forget the sheets 

Get it down right there, chick touch your feet 

Loc roll, that's so much game 

Y'all think y'all know my aim 

 

That's a joke like Marlon Wayans, lame 

And it ain't got no change 

Chick listen up, want dick or what? 

Take that, that's the only thing I'm givin' up 

 

Only sent, it's the dream that your 'gone get 

Hit for free, then Boo 'gone hit 

No they not like MO dot 

I hit, touch base, and ball like White Sox 

 

Please don't mind, how I pursue 

Don't take it personal, girl that's how thugs do 

Let's get by, sit for a few 

Then after that let's go, I'll fuck in you 

 

Please don't mind, how I pursue 

Don't take it personal, girl that's how thugs do 

Let's get by, sit for a few 

Then after that let's go, I'll fuck in you 

 

Look around dawg, what you see nigga? 

Whole lotta model bitches then me nigga 

Me and Don in a drop and this pearl 

With jewels so sick make niggaz wanna hurl 

 

Do it look like I care that's your girl? 

She diggin' me, and love that I'm all the way ferl 

You talkin' shit, don't concern her 

If I fuckin' go, hit more bitches than Ike Turner 

 

I send 'em home in the cab to tell 

I play 'em more high notes than Patti LaBelle, plus 

You gel, heavywear at and 

Got ice and your bezie wear that 

 

Y'all doozers are strictly losers 

We 'gone blow bright like bulbs and fuses 

Tell your man he better slow his role 

Our guns'll make James Brown lose his soul, come on 

 

Please don't mind, how I pursue 

Don't take it personal, girl that's how thugs do 

Let's get by, sit for a few 

Then after that let's go, I'll fuck in you 

 

Please don't mind, how I pursue 

Don't take it personal, girl that's how thugs do 

Let's get by, sit for a few 

Then after that let's go, I'll fuck in you 

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