on my mind it's like I've got a new best friend and I can't think of anything I'd rather do. Backing out because you've walked away backing out because it
though you?ve lost your mind [Chorus] Just gonna stand there and watch me burn but that?s all right because I like the way it hurts just gonna stand
oh like oh as i stand in the back i can hear the bass smack like oh like oh my swagas right but i dont need it i know you doubt it thats just how you
Romance. Move Your Body, (Ooooh Baby) And Dance All Night. To The Groovin, Feel All Right. Move Your Body (Oh) And Move Your Feet. Cause The DJ's Groovin, (Ohhh) And It
grooving, feel all right Move your body, oh and move your feet Cause the DJ?s groovin?, oh and it sounds so sweet, come on Baby just party on and on Cause
in my pocket Pimp I know you smell it cause it's gettin' you naucious Cause the shit I'm layin' on this track is Brown as the Foxy's I'm the done dealer
Money Talks In A Chris Tucker Voice "And You Know This Man" You A Stand Up Rapper, Hip Hop Comedian I Start Laughing As Soon As I Put Your Cd In You Joke
g-pack, I'll show you how to read crack You get it soft and then you rock it like T-Mac The weed good price, plus it smoke speci Three thousand full pound
stand on bars Girls on us like a fan on stars 500 Grand on cars, you'll see a man on Mars Before a nigga lay a hand on ours Catch me in a Diamond chain
as a honeycomb And her mouth was Smoother than oil But her inner spirit and words Were as sharp as A two-edged sword But I loved it 'Cause it'
excited it's not your birthday You might as well be a rapper talking all that shit What the... you throwing things aite that's it You goin fix it I'm not gonna scream Not on
close to the bass and let it go-ah High tide, everlasting {? } flow-a Set that down on freak radio-ah Push it up 'til her antenna show-ah Horny out nipple stereo, AH! What it
I call home It falls beneath your palms Before I crawl my out she calls When you?re standing Right outside my window Water thirsting You're standing Right
it with pain. and this ain't the jealous type of thing, cause i ain't the type, woah. it's breakin' you apart, and i'm not just gonna stand by, no.
sai It's MMG, MOB, young nigga, I been OG Walk around wit' like 10 on me, that 5-7, that fen' on me Don't grin on me wit' them long stares, you ain't
On with the flow, here we go, sickamo' Let us slip on back into the Blackwards row Niggas didn't catch it anyway They pat me on the back, talkin' 'bout
flow That's good fella... catch me in the hood fella... get it understood fella [Chorus] [Verse 3: Ya Boy] Ay you want it I got it You need it come
