Ring My Bell (Explicit) - Luniz
Written by：Frederick Knight
Producer：D'Flow Production Squad
Damn
What's up
It's me mayne Money Green
I'm tired of no good people poppin' up on the scene
I'm talkin' about them buy no bro's
Don't buy no Hamps don't buy no liquor
Smoke yo whole bundle type buy no folks
Be showin' up at yo door step
Got yo whole block hot
Takin' off they shoes like yo house is a sock hop
Stop in the name of the law
Show up again on the strip you gettin' floor
I ain't got no where to go
I can't help that there bro
I got problems of my own what you all in my hair for
I can't help you wit the pain you got
But I'm a tell you one mo'
Time
Do not Ring My Bell
But you can give me a page
Do not Ring My Bell
But you can give me a page
No don't you ring it
Ring the alarm
Another d**e fiends callin' haulin' a** to my door cuz I'm ballin'
All in my buildin' wakin' up grown folks children
Now they complainin' claimin' that I'm d**e dealin'
I'm still in bed four fifty four in the mornin'
Me and my ho yawnin'
And there goes the bill on the noon and yo it don't stop
He claimin' that he smoke rock and better take yo a** to the d**e spot
Fool I tote Glocks and I'm the type that blasted
I closed the door and so you know 5 0 went past it
I got my a** kicked they said I looked suspicious
And all of the traffic got my black a** evicted
Inflicted by the ** clientel
They ask a lie in hell
But now I'm lyin' in a cell
Wit no bail like the Goodfellas
I'm gonna tell ya
Never ever Ring My Bell
But you can give me a page
Never ever Ring My Bell
But you can give me a page
No don't you ring it
Man why ya'll still knockin'
I'm fed up wit that
Now I think ya'll plottin'
Tryin' to case my house
Scopin' out my cabbage it's cool
I should start shootin' folks in the a** hole
Cuz I'd a told 'em before but they still come at will
So now this time I think that some blood should spill
It ain't juss dudes it's hoes too
My house ain't the spot
Smellin' up my crib wit yo dirty a** cock
My broad findin' out is what I'm fearin'
Showin' up wit out notice leavin' photos and earings
People knockin' at my door it ain't me it's different strokes
So you can go on leave and get yo Note
Playa hatas
Betta save a quarter
So you can hit me on my pager
Keep comin' and I'm a mow ya
Cuz I
Told you not to Ring My Bell
But you can give me that page
I told you not to Ring My Bell
But you can give me a page
No don't you ring it
1 and a 2 and a 3
Hoes wanna do it to Num Dru and me
She screw me and do me like V V D
A hoochie
Poppin' that coochie like an O G off the VSOP
And you know we had to work that fat a** orgy
When I was on the turf hoes used to smirk and straight ignore me
Now it Georgie Porgie put in pie
Couldn't I
Be in yo video half naked doin' the butterfly
Wit some other guy tattooed straight on your titty
A pretty
Freakin' all the ballers in the city
You tried to rigg me
But once it's done once a ho
8 months pregnant but you know we did it 4 months ago
And yo
I had the J the I the M
So whoever went wrong you betta ask them
And baby I ain't the one
And I couldn't of
You shouldn't have Ring My Bell
You shoulda gave me a page
You shouldn't have Ring My Bell
You shoulda gave me a page
No you shouldn't have ring it
