can hit the road Jack You can take these things that you gave me 'Cause I'm never comin' back Bridge: Why you hurt me? (why you hurt me?) Why you
calling me, getting fresh with me Chorus: Why you wanna play me, don't play me You can't fade me, don't fade me Tryin' to persuade me, persuade me to
all [Chorus: Carlos Olivero] Baby, hit me when you miss me, girl Tell me how you wanna kiss me, girl Baby, hit me when you miss me, girl Baby, baby B
you boppers In the DJ booth Giggin with some punk rockers She my runnin back, player I'm the quarterback Send her down to Meh-hico She brining me the border back Excuse me
wanna taste me, blow and decapitate me What you need ain't give me gravy, paid me, my dick ain't lazy Trickin' is dead, holmes, she givin' me head phones
a muffla' Even with her girlfriends Show stopping with a hustla' The way she move her body She might see the Maserati She wanna put it on me Tryna show me
that Just like that Do it, do it like that Just like that Do it like that Just like that Bounce it from the back Let me hit it from the {back} [Verse
be your best friend Tell me what I gotta do (tell me what I gotta do and ill do it) [Baby Bash] Now I'm back in a flash Feelin so blessed Back in your
, got the mornin woody Roll over so quick, baby girl give it to me Man what a quicky, stabbin' with the stiffy Bustin? bigger nuts than peter pan and jiffy Give me
I'm waking up I turn my TV on CNN Another homie done bit the dust, my best friend's back up in the pen Somebody hit the twin towers, ? and the buildings
Marshals And this ain't nathan new to me Capitalize on opportunity This ain't nathan new to me Capitalize on opportunity [Chorus] - 2X [A-Wax] This old shit ain't new to me
Even wit her girl friends Shes show stoppin wit a hustla The way she move her body She might see the masaratti She tryin a put it on me Tryin to show me
like cannabus, with a freaky way you make me bust Freaky deaky everytime you see me, you best believe me, I'ma lick you down with berries and cream, you lick me
of bud.put up ur weed hand. [Chorus:] [V3:] Man i been down dis way before.i hit da bong back up and blow.I'm too damn high don't pass me no mo'.I
's out of hand, balling out of control I love the fame and the fortune, but I sold my soul Bring it back Lord, help me bring it back, help me Straighten
I'm a quit this crazy dream Cause when I hit the stage all the ladies scream And when I pass by they all waving at me But I be getting tired, y'all pray for me
