Emotions

Verse One: Twista

Well a Motherfucker Could Never Control Me, Only

Squeeze Me and Hold Me

That's What the Hoe Came Up and Told Me

Now Is She Bold G? But in My Mouth Is Where The

Gold Be

Cause I Be Pimpin Her Like Goldie

Gotta Get Paid in This Age My Fingers Ain't Made

Just to Be Choppin Up Confetti With, If It's A

Ready Dick

You Better Steady Lick If You Ain't With It You Can

Get It

Cause I Ain't Even On That Petty Shit

So Who the Fuck You Actin' Petty With?

The Rhythm I Kick, Is Like A

Rhythmly-wicked-arith-a-metic

Pick em Up Quick and Then Give em the Dick, Thinkin

I'm Innocent

Till They Up in the Mall Shoppin For Me Pickin a Fit

I Got Them Heffer's Nose Red

And When We Get in the Bed, I Be Leavin em With

Rose Legs

Stuffin That Made em Wanna Pose Dead

But You Already Got em Until You Get Up in Them

Hoes Head

I Don't Mean to Sound Bogus Or Nothin

But It's the Bomb When I Be Havin Them Cuties

Thinkin

I'm in Love With Em, When I'm Rubbin Em

Be Gettin Pub With Em, in a Club With Em

Smokin Dub With Em, Huggin Em, Freakin in the Tub

With Em

After Gettin Paid From Her She Ain't Trippin

Cause She Know She Got What She Paid For

She Honor My Name, I Gotta Tame, Here It Go

Now We Speakin With the Game On Ways to Make Mo'

Chorus: Repeat 2x

[johnny P in Background: Let Me Playyyyy, With Your

Emotions]

(Let Me Play With Your) Emotions Hoe

To the Rhythm of a Hi-hat, Take a Puff and Lie Back

Let Me Stimulate Your Mind, Body and Soul, I Know

You Want to Try That

Now Motherfucker Can You Buy That...

Tell Me Baby Can You Buy That

I Got You Under My Complete Control, You Know It's

Worth More Than

Diamonds and Gold, Now Don't Be Bogus and Deny That

Verse Two: Twista

Now How the Fuck You Gon' Act Hoe, I Saw You

Creepin Out the Back Do'

What You Runnin From a Mack Fo'? Lay You On Your

Back Slow

Cause You Know I Got You With My Lasso

Blow Your Mind Like An Afro. Come and Take A

Glimpse and a Stare

It's the Aroma of a Pimp in the Air, I Betcha

Notice the Smell

It's Like a Lotus When I Flow Dis, Cause My Eyes Be

The Lowest

If You Didn't Notice Then You Bogus As Hell

I'm Puttin Women Under My Spell, Like I'm Up In

Their Brain

Pumpin Their Vein With Game For the Anatomy That's

Feminine

They're Fillin em Up With Adrenaline, Got em Geekin

We're Speakin Approachin Up a Pimp Like a Gentleman

Submission Is Surrenderin, It Ain't no Endin If

It's On

With a Blunt From the Bomb Side

In the Right Place, With the Right Mind and The

Right Line

You Can Get a Lifetime Contract

They Be Wise Until They Look Into Your Eyes

She Surely Freaked When She Spotted Mine

Took Her Over to My Crib, Lay Low, Hit Her Off From

Behind

Then She Signed On the Dotted-line, the Hoe Was Like

Oooohh Daddy... Why You Doin Me Like This?

I'd Do Anything to Be With You, You Got Me Gone In

The Head

Ya Mind, I Don't Mean to Make a Disaster Up

Like My Dad to Master Love

But If a Motherfucker Breakin You For Every Penny

You Earn

Then How Could You Still Show the Bastard Love?

I Guess It's Cause I'm Cold, Shit

Thought You Was Gon' Be Spendin Me I Betcha Think

You Sho' Did

But Game Recognize Game, Now You Lame in the Brain

Stupid Bitch That's What You Get For Tryin to Gold

Dig, Now

Chorus

Yeah, This Be Hype, the Verbal Tantrum

Kickin It With My Man Twista

If You Should Suck My Soul

I Should Make Your Funky Emotions

Nothin Is Good Unless You Play With It

Play With Me Baby

Verse Three: Twista

I Know You Think It's Blasphemy

But Won't You Give Up When She Ask For Me? After He

Passed the Bt

Since You Said I Was Your Magesty, I Had to See

And When You Get Paid, There Is Some Cash For Me,

Is It a Tragedy

That I Can Get Her So Gone, the Hoe Be Trippin

Talkin Up Her Love a Lot

But the Only Love I Got, Is When I'm Grippin The

Mic Like I Hug the Glock

Or When I Rub the Twat, Or Pickin Up a Dub At Spots

Fuck the Hoe Thugs, the Clubs, and the Phony

Perpetrators With Dimes

The Speed Knot, Smatch Crew, Do Or Die, Psycho

Drama, Crucial Conflict

Be Pimpin With em Gators and Dobs, Collect The

Papers and Dolls

Player Haters Remarks Will Get Smoked to a Blunt

Dust

So Keep Walkin the Next Time You Hear Grown Folks

Talkin

Motherfuckers Betta Shut the Fuck Up, Cause We Make

The Women Suck Up

You Insist to Be Trippin While We Be Gamin Like Don

Juan

Without the Filet Minion, the Grey Poupon

Them Hoes Are Staked to Charm, Because We Make The

Bomb

Now I Don't Mean no Harm, But Either Come On in Or

Get On Gone

And Let Me Pull My Pouch of Snuff

In Between Your Thighs, Come Take a Pull and Vibe

And Let Your Tongue Go Coastin Low, Now

Chorus