me, any weather. I wanna give it to you lady, more than ever. [CHORUS] Lay all your lovin' on me, (c'mon you know I'm gonna get ya) Lay all your lovin' on me
me, any weather. I wanna give it to you lady, more than ever. CHORUS Lay all your lovin' on me, (c'mon you know I'm gonna get ya) Lay all your lovin' on me
Lay all your loving on me (You know I'm gonna get ya) Lay all your loving on me When the heat gets fat You won't find a better man So come on Lay all
shit Y'all get mo murdered all day all day We done paved the way and I'm on the run I'ma call my boys and bring all the guns Y'all niggaz wanna have a
Party people, your dreams have now been fulfilled Get your ass up, and let's get ill That's right y'all, we more than rough, we callin your bluff And
to play you for the fool, black If something's on your chest then let it be known See I'm not your "every-five-minutes" all on the phone And on the topic
just anybody, I just wanna make you mine, All I need is just a little baby, All I need is a little time. If you really want it in your face, Then
Trick love the kids [Chorus: Cee-Lo] [Trick Daddy] Cop me a seven-tres Chevy, put dubs on that bitch (uh-huh) Candy-apple green, niggaz lovin this shit (lovin
I'm hotblooded, hotblooded, I need your lovin', I need your love so bad. Flash all the lights, I'll be a camera tonight. I'll snap the look on your
me every night. Baby if you're not that far away, maybe we can spend the day. Catching up on all the lovin we lost, let me kiss you in your favorite place
Party people, your dreams have now been fulfilled Get your ass up and let's get ill, that's right y'all We more than rough, we callin' your bluff And
*** told me Cash rule everything around me ***, lyrically, *** can't see me *** it, buy the ***, cook the ***, cut it Know the *** 'fore you caught yourself lovin
the 'dro in the wind With the 'dro in the wind Cut me a seven-tries Chevy, put dubs on that bitch (Uh, uh) Candy apple green, niggaz lovin' this shit (Lovin
