somethin' home tonight Lay on my back, talk on my phone and get my head lay on Then after that she gon' jump my bone A week later, everything was fo' sho' My
I'm tryin' to take me somethin' home tonight Lay on my back talk on my phone and get my head lay on Then after that she gon' jump my bone (2x) Gettin
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gimme mine cause I'm heavy when I weigh it Watch the way I say it (ego trip) Change my pitch up, smack my bitch up I never did it The flavor's bein' butt
Akon, and E-40, yeah I know you ain't used to havin' real niggas like me around I'm here to change your whole life girl, so you don't deal with clowns
within the limits of my post My orders is to smoke you if you get to close The whole globe scared of my flow, spirit world scared of my soul Nowadays
nice dream Simon Jump in the ride, bounce that ass side to side (Jump in the ride) as this crazy cholo takes you On another crazy cholo ride (Jump in
sweat I see Asian persuasion, Caucasians, all kinds of chicks Milk skin, chocolate boned, lambs and Haitians Tryna take me something home and have some relation [Chorus] [Verse 2 - E-40
world You gots to gimme, gimme mine 'Cause I'm heavy when I weigh it Watch the way I say it (Ego trip) Change my pitch up, smack my bitch up, I never
to shut the fuck up Get pimp-smacked up, jacked up and macked up You're scared and froze of bein exposed I own Harlem, I bone Harlem, call me the mayor It's my
and cash Hit a little bombudd, had a few laughs State to state, ocean to ocean Bustin' my nuts, while the bus keep coastin' (The king of 40 ounce swing, makin' money with my
be no faker 'Cuz my game is to go just to Eagle Street Hussler, I can never lose my self 'Cuz them niggas in the Grove I know they all got my back Just
wise to shut the fuck up Get pimp-smacked up, jacked up and macked up You?re scared and froze of bein' exposed I own Harlem, I bone Harlem, call me the Mayor It?s my
my window was broken But my beat was still bumpin and my amp was still pumpin And my nine was in my lap if any funk was jumpin Got the 20th and nice
Get pimp-smacked up, jacked up and macked up You're scared and froze of bein exposed I own Harlem, I bone Harlem, call me the mayor It's my borough,
the limits of my post My orders are to smoke you if you get too close The whole Globe is scared of my flow Spirit world, scared of my soul Nowadays it
