Groovy Man Lyrics - Tough Luv - Young Gunz

[Verse (Chris)] 

She My Down Ass Chick 

Love me plus she like to come down my strip 

Get paralyzed wipe down my Shit 

I love you boo, you, my bug-a-boo 

Type bug ya boo 

All day all night then I merk on tha 1st chirp 

[Chorus:] 

Yeah, yeah 

If you want it (yeah, yeah) 

Baby you can get it 

Still doin shows an afta party's 

And afta tha party, And afta tha party 

Its back to tha party at our crib 

Yeah, yeah 

If you want it (yeah, yeah) 

Baby you can get it (yeah, yeah) 

Still doin shows and afta party's 

And afta tha party 

its back to tha party At our crib 

[Verse: (Chris)] 

Niggas stingy we part it were I live 

Niggas offended like beg ya parting that's my chick 

(Is that you chick?) 

Excuse me this aint our first time here 

Don't approach me like dat, get roasted like dat 

Damm shorty playin with ya emotions like dat 

You a grown man she got you open like dat 

Yu put something around her finger, now 

She got you rapped around her finger its official 

Well that's you, that's what you get for trickin 

Keep giving her doe she takin care of Chris and 

I'll play my position up give her da dick 

Con her to come and soon as im donr 

Tell her im skipping 

She like and if you what you want you acting 

Different and I'm like. 

[Chorus:] 

Yeah, yeah 

Yeah, yeah 

Still doing shows and afta party's 

And afta da party its back to tha Party at our crib 

If you want it (yeah, yeah) 

Baby you can get it (yeah, yeah) 

Still doin shows and afta party's and afta the party 

It's back to party at our crib 

[Verse: (Neef)] 

If you want it you can get it 

You could come but you cant live here 

If I hit it I want Chris to hit it to 

I know you wit it bitches 

Mad cause I parted and danced wit ya girlfriends 

Smoked a bit, mainly drunk off crys 

And I wasn't even feelin that bitch 

She acting al pissy same time sadidey 

A little bit silly, I can't even get a quickie 

Neva dat got a are codes for every city 

Couple young freaks, couple old heads 

That dig me, thinking they gone hold me, 

Knowing they don't control me 

Youngin been fuckin old heads aint shit you showed me 

Got a walk like George and I talk like Goldie 

Nope you can't hold me from hittin up ya homies 

I do enough rappin at work, listen to oldies 

[Chorus:] 

Yeah, yeah 

If you want it (yeah, yeah) 

Baby you can get it 

Still doin shows an afta party's 

And afta tha party, And afta tha party 

Its back to tha party at our crib 

Yeah, yeah 

If you want it (yeah, yeah) 

Baby you can get it (yeah, yeah) 

Still doin shows and afta party's 

And afta tha party 

Its back to tha party At our crib 

[repeat till fade]