letra de human nature - emanuel x
{verse 1: emanuel x}
girl you a
f-ckin 10/
c-ck blockin cuz they
jealous so it’s f-ck ya friends/
but if you curve me then
i bet you imma f-ck ya friends/
get wit a n-gga that don’t
follow trust i’m settin trends/
see it through
my lens/
i’m blind
to a gimmick/
i’m the n-gga everybody
said ya n-gga mimic/
stop f-ckin him before
you end up in a clinic/
i’m jokin baby i’m not tryna
come off like a cynic/
just ain’t got
time for critics/
girl come
dance on me/
i’m a rapper but you should
still take a chance on me/
n-ggas hatin cuz they can
tell i got bands on me/
and they madder when they
see you got ya hands on me/
can you
handle me?/
if you can
let’s go/
we only got tonight so why
you wanna take it slow?/
your body beautiful baby
go on and let it show/
i put it down in bed mami
it’s prolly best you know/
and no you
not a hoe/
{chorus: emanuel x}
if you look good girl
i’d love to date ya/
give me ya pager
i’ll call you lata/
yes i got money
and i got flava/
girl don’t be shy now
it’s human nature/
if you look good girl
i’d love to date ya/
give me ya pager
i’ll call you lata/
yes i got money
and i got flava/
girl don’t be shy now
it’s human nature/
{verse 2: emanuel x}
love
your curves/
i’m not tryna be another
n-gga on your nerves/
i’m just out to get everything
that my heart deserves/
it’s hard believin me when this
club fulla scrubs and pervs/
you hittem with
them swerves/
i wanna
get you lit/
and i know in this moment
i sound like a hypocrite/
but you lookin at me like
you wanna sit on it/
so why not give in
to your desires a lil bit?/
just a lil bit/
see i’m hot
and ready/
i’ll hit it if you let me you
just gotta keep it steady/
i can’t f-ck with no grown
woman that love actin petty/
put your body on me i’ll
work it until you get sweaty/
promise you
won’t forget me/
baby move with
the beat/
fall for a lover boy
who be in the street/
get it poppin in my
car or up in a suite/
hold me down and i
won’t ever need to cheat/
i know you
feel the heat/
{chorus: emanuel x}
if you look good girl
i’d love to date ya/
give me ya pager
i’ll call you lata/
yes i got money
and i got flava/
girl don’t be shy now
it’s human nature/
if you look good girl
i’d love to date ya/
give me ya pager
i’ll call you lata/
yes i got money
and i got flava/
girl don’t be shy now
it’s human nature/
-chriddy phone call-
{verse 3: emanuel x}
yo
get a call from my
n-gga chriddy/
the city
litty/
find a b-tch with double d’s
and put my d-ck between her t-tties/
i t-tty f-ck her
then dip and duck her/
a n-gga under more sh-t with
his b-tches than a plunger/
i leave em numb-er
like droppin digits/
call myself an uber and let her see
a van go (van gogh) like she at art exhibits/
b-tch i’m a
narcissistic/
motherf-cker who can f-ck you
rougher than whoever ya hubby/
plus i’m the furthest thing
from ugly so don’t ever dub me/
too many n-ggas frontin
like family f-ck up the vision/
but i could never force kin (foreskin)
like circ-mcision/
the worst position to be in
is as someone you not/
and a lot of you n-ggas
batti boy bumbaclats/
roccin designer don’t mean
that you as fly as can be/
even at my worst you
n-ggas not flyer than me/
women love
confidence/
more than money
and compliments/
f-ck monuments in providence
need dominance of continents/
n-gga
-returns to original call-
{chorus: emanuel x}
if you look good girl
i’d love to date ya/
give me ya pager
i’ll call you lata/
yes i got money
and i got flava/
girl don’t be shy now
it’s human nature/
if you look good girl
i’d love to date ya/
give me ya pager
i’ll call you lata/
yes i got money
and i got flava/
girl don’t be shy now
it’s human nature/
-phone conversation leading to next song-
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