on now, what you say? Come on girl, what you say is what you say And I'm yours for the rest All night, right now What you say, what you say, what you say
what you say All I know is I can afford to see the looks you make Baby girl on my door Pleasure you So won?t you let me make it up before you (?) what you say
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up and get blowed (blowed) Find somethin' I can take back to tha mo-mo Like that right there you lookin' good no doubt (yuh) What you got under that skirt girl what
feeling mixed with what I'm drinking Got me on some shit that might be what the stink is You might just be cool it might be what you thinking It might
(feat. Rufus Blaq) O-RYAN Oh, oh, TU- O G You know how we get down T Scott on the track O tell em what you're talking about [Verse 1:] I, step off
you say I can't But I don't give a fuck about ya'll I'm about my bank I hope you feel that bitch look at you You could put your wig back ain't nobody
m serving a fiend A real live B-Boy, and you know what I mean I be stacking up chips, like Lego Dark on a pump, just like Calvin Kato Houston to the Rocket
spot, whether you servin or not That's how it go on the block Keep your eyes open because the police they plot Don't let your spot get hot, you gon'
m serving a fiend A real live B-Boy, and you know what I mean I be stacking up chips, like Lego Dunk on a punk just like Calvin Kato Houston to the
motherfucker, you number two And you know what come before one, nigga this mouthpiece Z-Ro and S.U.C., Southside super hero Fucking with you pussies, cause it's time you
Some people, say we a fashion show Don't let the Screw tapes fool you, cause we be blasting hoe This is what it sounds like, when we ride on our enemies Houston
on the hood and patted down Searchin my person for weapons and drug paraphenalia It's rough on a thug that's what I'm tellin ya When I say thug, I don
I just say no, to that stress oh yes See I'ma clown top down, pop trunk and surround If you love me you gon smile, if you hate me you gon frown We hold
never met the man, deserve the ghetto are you bent Bitch nigga you get, out of dodge fast 5,000 Watts of skills, 5,000 pounds of trash Watch what you say
got on my knees and I say my praise and repent everytime I misbehave You want to get me for my riches better mind your bidness, I minded for you Fuck