Scrape Songtext

Say you wanna face me
Tell 'em come and scrape me

Say you wanna face me
Tell 'em come and scrape me
Say you wanna face me
Tell 'em come and scrape me

She know a nigga screech, been casin' for a week
We sexin' on the beach and I ain't talkin' 'bout the drink
Open doors for her when I take her out to eat
I'm rollin' up a Sweet while she massage a nigga feet
[?] is so fine, I got a cig and wine
I tell her I don't cheat but she be knowin' a nigga lyin'
Friends can't stand me, they don't understand me
Why they [?]
Everything [?]
Her bag a couple grand, [?] compliments from me
See, I can be the king and she can be my queen
And we can be a scene at the field these others dream
Love the way she walk, love the way she talk
I'm always on her mind and she always in my thoughts
I got her at the house, we blowin' on a house
I'm drinkin' down a fourth, tonight we ain't goin' out

Say you wanna face me
Tell 'em come and scrape me
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