I Gotcha Man

By Strona D

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[Chorus]

I, I gotcha man

I, I gotcha man

All I really wanted was that cash in advance

I, I gotcha man

I, I gotcha man

All I really wanted was that cash in advance


[Verse 1]

I gotcha man, that´s all I gotta say

Erbody knew yous a hoe anyway

Bi-bitch recognize I got these thick thighs

And this pretty pussy that ya old man prize

You-you the 6th man, I never ride the bench

I´m the 1st round draft, you the 2nd round pick

Ya man chose me, ya girl Strona D

4 tips, brown eyes, and a gold pink teeth

Bi-bitch you can buck, I don´t give a fuck

Open up the trunk, cl-click, hoe what´s up

And I ain´t from the A, Palm Beach where I stay

But these hands can make ya ass lean and rock any day

Cuz I do it wit no hands (ay), I do it wit no feet (ay)

I do it wit that 4-5 to put ya ass to sleep (ay)

But ya man real good, he do it wit his hands

Everytime he hands me that cash in advance


[Chorus]

I, I gotcha man

I, I gotcha man

All I really wanted was that cash in advance

I, I gotcha man

I, I gotcha man

All I really wanted was that cash in advance

I, I gotcha man

I, I gotcha man

All I really wanted was that cash in advance

I, I gotcha man

I, I gotcha man

All I really wanted was that cash in advance


[Verse 2]

Bi-bitch, don´t get mad, ya better be glad

Cuz this the best piece of pussy that ya man ever had

He went crazy for the twat he said my shit fat

I gave him a warning that I got that holla back

Hoe you ain´t no competition, bitch you better listen

Try to come cross, dumb hoe you´ll be missin

I´m too too sweet, from my neck to my feet

Lick me up and down, in the middle there´s a treat

And I ain´t no hoe, I don´t go low

I don´t need to cuz my clit like a throat

Type of grip on that dick, that´s a power pussy

Slow wind on that shit til his eyes get gushy

Let him get on his knees and li-lick that pussy

I gotcha man stupid bitch, stop cryin you wussy

You already had ya chance to keep ya man

Now everyday he givin me that cash in advance


[Chorus]

I, I gotcha man

I, I gotcha man

All I really wanted was that cash in advance

I, I gotcha man

I, I gotcha man

All I really wanted was that cash in advance

I, I gotcha man

I, I gotcha man

All I really wanted was that cash in advance

I, I gotcha man

I, I gotcha man

All I really wanted was that cash in advance


[Verse 3]

Yea ya man got taste, he seen this pretty face

And ever since then you had to be replaced

I went shoppin in Cali, in South Beach Miami

Took a ride to Palm Beach, blowin kush in the Caddy

I told him thanks for the gifts, and gave him a kiss

I swear he fell in love when his cheeks felt my lips

That´s what I call game, I ain´t the one to blame

I had him in the crib giv-givin me some brain

Now ya mad and wanna fight, we can do this shit tonight

I don´t fight clean so ya better bring ya wipes

And when I´m done wit ya ass you can gon call ya crew

Cuz my dogs deep and they will do you

So don´t think it´s a game, cuz bitch I ain´t playin

I took ya man once, and I can take him again

Yea ya man feel good, he took me by the hand

And said, baby here go yo cash in advance