Devin the Dude - Don't Go Lyrics

[Devin the Dude]Don't Go, No girl (don't go just yet baby)I'm surprised you tried to compromise and not supply me withThe pleasure of touching you tenderly, at least a titShit, a nipple or something, Just let me tickle it with my pinkieAnd play with your, well you know, get my middle finger stankin'(Girl: Hey don't touch that)I was just kiddingBut you was crunk at the club, now we're alone and you bullshittinKissin' all on my neck, squeezing all on my shitYou getting yourself all wet, simply for the funk of itWhy don't you get undressed, lay back, let me massage yaI won't tell Timmy, if you won't tell ToshaEverything should be Kosh-er, well you know kosherWhy let your lips hang, let 'em sing like they supposed to(My name's Cecile)Pass the sweet around and hushDon't pull my third leg and I won't beat around your bushI put 15 dollars in the tank to come and get yaNow you ready to go and want me to wait til Wednesday to get with ya[Hook]I got ta goWhere you got to go?Don't go to soonWhere you got to go?Another day wastedShoulda told you I couldn't make itA nigga damn near masturbatedBut I waitedI told myself that I would quitFuckin with ya, after I can tell all my friends that I hitBut now its Blue Ball TuesdayI may be out but I'm not downI hit the town, neighbors frownHearing my ultrasoundI couldn't hear my phoneBut when I checked it, a messageOpened it up and read itIt was you, saying come get itHey, sure you ready?I mean, you felt it before, you know its heavyAnd hard; you have me 'bout to nut just thinking of youThose titties, that ass, girl I think I love youDevin (talking on phone):I'll be there about 10What you got on?You haven't been drinking have you?Oh yeah, you want some more?What? What do you mean somebody at the door?Hello?I gotta goWhy you gotta go?Don't Go just yet babyHer man came home soooooonAnd then she saw him walk straight into the roomShe was just on the phone luckilyTalking to a strong-boned nigga like meI, detour to the left, mashed on the gasDick hard, hard times, I'm mad, gave the gas another smashBut fuck it, I'll get another chanceCause tomorrow she's gonna borrow her mother's vanAnd that's a whole lot of room for the boom-shaka-lakaI've been spending time, thinking on how soon I can fuck herBut seems the bitch ain't gonna get no dick somewhat like LassieCause her momma's takin the van to visit her Auntie in TallahasseeI gotta goWhere you gotta go?I gotta goBaby don't go, don't goI gotta goWhere you gotta go?