Comin Thru

Lyrics
[Intro] (Forgive me, Father) [Chorus: Father] Shorty, damn, shorty, damn, shorty, damn When you gon' come 'round without your man? Yeah When you comin' through? When you comin' through? When you comin' through? When you comin' through? Nigga damn, nigga damn, nigga damn I been waitin' 30 minutes on weedman Yeah When you comin' through? When you comin' through? When you comin' through? When you comin' through? [Verse 1: Father] When you comin' through? I need something to do And you know I got a blunt and some 100 proof Don't get it misconstrued, I got a number 2 Fall, Winter, Springtime and a Summer boo But come in through the back my neighbors watch like Hulu, them Saw me pull up with a Mulan and a new Lil Kim On her knees, on her knees, on her knees Got Mulan them in a 3 ain't no tellin' I'ma do to them [Chorus: Father] Shorty, damn, shorty, damn, shorty, damn When you gon' come 'round without your man? Yeah When you comin' through? When you comin' through? When you comin' through? When you comin' through? Nigga damn, nigga damn, nigga damn I been waitin' 30 minutes on weedman Yeah When you comin' through? When you comin' through? When you comin' through? When you comin' through? [Verse 2: KeithCharles Spacebar] Smith & Wesson, 24 hour protection Deodorant, quit bitch niggas flexin' I'm in a jam, they holla finish him Oh I'm through the cut, boy, I'm Johnny Cage Eyes too Asian with a Lucy Liu thang I'm multi-taskin' rippin' plastic off the Magnum We was fuckin' in the Civic, pussy feelin' like a Phantom [Chorus: Father] Shorty, damn, shorty, damn, shorty, damn When you gon' come 'round without your man? Yeah When you comin' through? When you comin' through? When you comin' through? When you comin' through? Nigga damn, nigga damn, nigga damn I been waitin' 30 minutes on weedman Yeah When you comin' through? When you comin' through? When you comin' through? When you comin' through? [Verse 3: Stalin Majesty] We them guys, we them guys, we them guys Whisperin' sweet nothings in her ears slick tellin' lies Ignorance is bliss though, and right now she's feelin' fine Hands between her thighs 'til we have to sever ties Goddamn I'm throwed, goddamn she throwed, goddamn he so throwed Couldn't find the baguettes there's nothing wrong with the flow No time to cuddle sweetie, I got to go She blockin' her throat, hey bitch, no means no Okay?
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Credits
- Writers
- KeithCharles
- Archibald Slim
- Father