Lyrics Mack Wilds – Stingy
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You got a nigga tripping, slipping, coming back for a lil’ taste
Sliding home, like a nigga safe
Frequent flyer miles clocking, and I ain’t a minute late
Tell them lonely hoes get it straight
I do my duty like minuteman
But I ain’t a minute, babe
This won’t be a minute babe
I’ma do a number on ya figure like the number 8
Warren G, I’m finna regulate
Pipe down, a nigga playing on the radio
97, 105 got a nigga gone
Night time is when the WildThings tend to roam
I got intent to roam
So let a nigga lay you down like a couple dope lines when I feel it
Give it to you deep deep, have you in ya feelings
When I’m, all outta love, promise you gon feel it
But you ain’t never gon’ feel it
But I ain’t a minute, babe
This won’t be a minute babe
I’ma do a number on ya figure like the number 8
Warren G, I’m finna regulate
Pipe down, a nigga playing on the radio
97, 105 got a nigga gone
Night time is when the WildThings tend to roam
I got intent to roam
So let a nigga lay you down like a couple dope lines when I feel it
Give it to you deep deep, have you in ya feelings
When I’m, all outta love, promise you gon feel it
But you ain’t never gon’ feel it
I guess I’m stingy
People tell me I’m stingy
Niggas tell me I’m stingy…
Stingy…
Stingy…
Stingy…
Niggas tell me I’m stingy
And I’m cool with it…
A lot of niggas wouldn’t know what to do with it
Oh well!
That’s they loss
The type shit to make a nigga take a day off
Than we can take off
Fly private just to keep it private
You the only option even though I got options
Vibin’, problems, we ain’t got those, baby
Swear you got a nigga going so, crazy, shit
It’s whatever babe…
You say you need it, it’s on the way
They want a piece of your lovin’
But they won’t get nothin
‘Cause straight up, I’m cuffin’ yo ass off the rip (RIP!)
‘Cause you got the juice (JUICE!)
So I guess I got the juice like that too
Got a nigga all on you like a tattoo
And that’s facts boo
Girl, I’m saying you can say I’m trippin’ but I’m stingy…
You the only option even though I got options
Vibin’, problems, we ain’t got those, baby
Swear you got a nigga going so, crazy, shit
It’s whatever babe…
You say you need it, it’s on the way
They want a piece of your lovin’
But they won’t get nothin
‘Cause straight up, I’m cuffin’ yo ass off the rip (RIP!)
‘Cause you got the juice (JUICE!)
So I guess I got the juice like that too
Got a nigga all on you like a tattoo
And that’s facts boo
Girl, I’m saying you can say I’m trippin’ but I’m stingy…
I guess I’m stingy
People tell me I’m stingy
Niggas tell me I’m stingy…
Stingy…
Stingy…
Stingy…
