G-Unit Short Stay Lyrics:
[50 Cent Intro]
Yeah, She like it she love it, she kiss it she
suck it, she want me to want it, She want to climb
up on it, smile (Ha, ha)...Lloyd Banks, 50 Cent
[Lloyd Banks]
[Verse One]
Look Mommy, we can creep through the ghetto with
ya, feet and stiletto take a, cartlan party is
when ya sneak in the meadow and ya can head to the
house, from the houses to the floor, from the
floor to the couch, from the couch to the door,
then its out to the store for, outfit or more,
watchin' out for the law, coz of this pouch full
of raw, i don't care how much you love her
don't, vouch for the whore, cause the first chance
she get i was in her mouth on the tour, im loving
the ladies with no husbands and babies, since
little I've been active, lost dozens of babies,
maybe ive been stuntin' in your cousins Mercedes
and roll upon you dumping, pull a gun at your
80's, you the man on your block, im the talker of
the town, that's probly why they wanna see me in
chalk on the ground, well you can find me on a
corner with a pack of marijuana middle finger to
haters, nigga you're fuckin' with the greatest [50
Cent]
[Chorus]
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Bitch I wanna go to a motel, just for four hours
on a short stay, we don't have to go far, far
away to have some fun, try things my way, bitch
grab your bags, get in the Escalade, put the seat
back, we on our way, there's no games to play,
nuttin' else to say listen to your man girl try
things my way [Lloyd Banks]
[Verse Two]
or maybe you wanna, rest in towel, make a mess in
the flowers, how bout sex in the shower or neck
for an hour, you got a ring on your finger even
one on your nose squeezing some on your toes, one
in your tongue that blows, ohh, remember spin the
bottle, you could of been a model, why you begin
to swallow, niggas in tims tomorrow, no love, no
hoes, no paper, nah no ice no hoes no maker, your
picture look good, imma' take her wont have to
fight or make her first night imma break her, i
got game like a laker, you think I'm slow or
something, stop bitch you know you frontin' always
wants a different nigga you some kind of hoe or
something [50 Cent]
Yeah Banks, I know the bitch man, I sat kicked it
with her for a few minutes and shit, i wasn't
even goin' hard son i just kicked it wit her for a
lil bit then i told the bitch i was like.. [50
Cent]
[Chorus]
Bitch I wanna go to a motel, just for four hours
on the short stay, we don't have to go far, far
away to have some fun, try things my way, bitch
grab your bags, get in the Escalade, put the seat
back, we on our way, there's no games to play,
nuttin' else to say listen to your man girl try
things my way
Lyrics: Short Stay, G-Unit [end]