The Gathering by Evryday Saints Lyrics
[Verse 1]
She wanna be 'round me for free
Knowing damn well what I'm gon need
From the Eastside she hailed as her ground
Known for how she break a young nigga down
If you ain't picking up or breaking off you can leave
Church open and the congregation all queens
Knock the pastor backwards
Now the first lady absent
Left a ring on the pulpit
Ain't this bout a bitch
[Chorus]
Cuz she still get excited when she touch it, yeah
Whisper softly how she love it, yeah
Claim that she need it to be free
This thing that I got keep her pleased
[Verse 2]
I'm a badass mother touch her
And the kids love her lover
Cuz pop pop be shocking
Sissy ass jive sucka
She ride 'round with a dumper
Tail wide like a dumpster
With a head full of orange hair
Like the mound that she swear on
She swear that she care
Played my heart then got a Westwood
Heard her head good but I never cared to partake
She still chose to run away
Guess she never loved me after all
Maybe loved me but ain't care
Been a hard nigga to love all my life
But I been fair
Gotta stay decent
Watch how I reason
Cuz I don't need a reason
I got that type of appetite
Never doing nothing right
But I'm known to get em right
Cuz I got a lot of types
[Chorus]
Cuz she still get excited when she touch it, yeah
Whisper softly how she love it, yeah
Saying that they need it to be free
This thing that I got keep them weak
Keep em off they feet
Keep a woman pleased
Now they want a whole week
But I can't give a hoe a thing
Except that thing that wink
[Outro]
Swear to god on me
Steady on this beat
Swear to god on me
She wanna be 'round me for free
Knowing damn well what I'm gon need
From the Eastside she hailed as her ground
Known for how she break a young nigga down
If you ain't picking up or breaking off you can leave
Church open and the congregation all queens
Knock the pastor backwards
Now the first lady absent
Left a ring on the pulpit
Ain't this bout a bitch
[Chorus]
Cuz she still get excited when she touch it, yeah
Whisper softly how she love it, yeah
Claim that she need it to be free
This thing that I got keep her pleased
[Verse 2]
I'm a badass mother touch her
And the kids love her lover
Cuz pop pop be shocking
Sissy ass jive sucka
She ride 'round with a dumper
Tail wide like a dumpster
With a head full of orange hair
Like the mound that she swear on
She swear that she care
Played my heart then got a Westwood
Heard her head good but I never cared to partake
She still chose to run away
Guess she never loved me after all
Maybe loved me but ain't care
Been a hard nigga to love all my life
But I been fair
Gotta stay decent
Watch how I reason
Cuz I don't need a reason
I got that type of appetite
Never doing nothing right
But I'm known to get em right
Cuz I got a lot of types
[Chorus]
Cuz she still get excited when she touch it, yeah
Whisper softly how she love it, yeah
Saying that they need it to be free
This thing that I got keep them weak
Keep em off they feet
Keep a woman pleased
Now they want a whole week
But I can't give a hoe a thing
Except that thing that wink
[Outro]
Swear to god on me
Steady on this beat
Swear to god on me