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letra de ms. lewinsky (clinton back) - b. foreman

(bill clinton)

now i have to go back to work on my state of the union speech, and i worked on it til pretty late last night
but i want to say one thing to the american people, and i want you to listen to me and i’m going to say this again

(b. foreman)

i did not have s-xual relations with that women, ms. lewinsky. sike

benjamin franklin on the way to the bank
bout to cash out my main
and isn’t she lovely, by the way that she hug me
i can’t tell that she love me, and look at you hat in’
n-gga get it together, homie this sh-t ridiculous
over there jealous, lil homie from michigan, got you all in yo feelings
say it witcha chest, boss up boss up when you speak
turnin up every week, making money in my sleep
stunting hard on the strip, if you ain’t know thats the beach
she saying that she never been, b-tch you sleep
imported from detroit, motor city i rep the pistons
swerving hard on the highway, i swear to god i overheat the engine
i speak you listen, demand you attention, b-ss shake the car system til the speaker break my sh-t official
you knee high, im tree high, don’t bother me when i be high
im moving in slow mo from the westside to the eastside
roll up the wine dutch ill spark up alone hoe, im all in my zone, so match one or be gone bro

hook

you know that i got it so might as well f-ck with me
b-tches on b-tches be on me i swear that they can’t get enough of me
hittin me up on the gram, they clocking and stalking my twitter
knockin the p-ssy straight outta the park i’m a home run hitter
im thats yo hoe, you might wanna gone head get her before i leave with her
take her to yo crib, and turn her out
she gone learn today what i’m about
to bust her down in yo house, on yo muhf-ckin couch and i’m out
on to the next dime but she stay blown up my text line
got d-mn b-tch, i’m saying b-tch, like don’t you got a man b-tch
my mayonnaise on yo mouth right now, he home waiting on his sandwich
foolin im playin sh-t, don’t take this serious
she ain’t really catch feelings she just love the way my d-ck feeling
and i’m like d-mn this sh-t real, head game off the meter
and i ain’t thirsty she hungry, for the meat that i feed her
she tell you that she faithful, and yo dumb -ss believe her
don’t be sad my n-gga, she might be down if we team her.huh?!

hook

- b foreman

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