GTD

GTD?
What does GTD stand for?
Well, uh, gutdadros
I've asked a question, what does GTD stand for?
I answered the question gutdadros yeah
Man, what does GTD stand for?
Got the draws ok

She wanna bone, in the zone, ain't taking a nigga long
You know my game is strong I'm feeling Tommy Strawn
Screaming my name while I'm feeding her pipe
But let her get mad and she'll say I wasn't beating it right
I got the draws shorty I got the draws
It don't matter what you say now girl I got the draws
You can stay mad blowing up a nigga call log
It don't even matter 'cause I still got the draws dog

Don't you hate it when you and your girl fight and get into it
She cussing and saying nigga you don't know who you fucking wit
Was all good when I was knocking it out
But when we end up breaking up she popping off at the mouth
Now I'm limp dick no stroke having one minute man
And was doing me favor cause she can have any man
You sure? I'm kinda finding that odd
When I was giving you this rod, you was calling on God
All that damn hooting and hollering like I gave you the holy ghost
Begging me to come over, saying you need a daily dose
I filled your quota, had that pussy like water
Wetter than condensation that's coming off can sodas
So no more love and romance
Screaming fuck you it's too late we already did that dance
I had them cheeks clapping like it was a round of applause
So no matter what you say you still gave me the draws

She wanna bone, in the zone, ain't taking a nigga long
You know my game is strong I'm feeling Tommy Strawn
Screaming my name while I'm feeding her pipe
But let her get mad and she'll say I wasn't beating it right
I got the draws shorty I got the draws
It don't matter what you say now girl I got the draws
You can stay mad blowing up a nigga call log
It don't even matter 'cause I still got the draws dog

Say whatever you wanna say girl
(You still gave me the draws, baby girl you still gave me the draws)
I was hitting it everyday girl
(You still gave me the draws, baby girl you still gave me the draws)
Now you claiming that I ain't shit girl
(You still gave me the draws, baby girl you still gave me the draws)
It don't matter I still hit girl
(You still gave me the draws,
Swallowed my kids and was licking the balls)

Shorty listen, I'm tired of the contradictions
My dick you dismissing, but it you was steady kissing
How in a position to start dissing?
Made your chin glisten, gave you more facials than estheticians,
Bitch please
You forgot you was on your knees?
Whipped my third leg out and with ease gave me the breeze
Head up in my Lee's, in the crotch of my Dungarees
You high siddity bitches you breeds be Maltese
You be all bark and no bite end of the night
No matter what you say was still letting me pipe
I was getting right, until I had nothing left
So that bullshit you talking you can keep it to yourself, please
Don't wanna hear about it after the fact
And matter of fact when a nigga was blowing ya back
Won't talking like that, look girl get outta my face
Go run along a play I'm feeling like Juicy J, hey

(Suck a nigga dick or something)
Shorty stop crying
(And suck a nigga dick or something)
And girl quit lying
(Suck a nigga dick or something)
It ain't no denying
(You gon' suck a nigga dick or something)
So go head girl and do what you do

She wanna bone, in the zone, ain't taking a nigga long
You know my game is strong I'm feeling Tommy Strawn
Screaming my name while I'm feeding her pipe
But let her get mad and she'll say I wasn't beating it right
I got the draws shorty I got the draws
It don't matter what you say now girl I got the draws
You can stay mad blowing up a nigga call log
It don't even matter 'cause I still got the draws dog

I got the draws shorty I got the draws
It don't matter what you say now girl I got the draws
I got the draws shorty I got the draws
It don't matter what you say now girl I got the draws
I got the draws shorty I got the draws
It don't matter what you say now girl I got the draws
You can stay mad blowing up a nigga call log
It don't even matter cause I still got the draws dog

I'm an old Mack, from way back, ha-ha
One of the original players
From the Himalayas



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Writer(s): Jonathan Brown, Marcel Addison
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