Now, now, my darling, can I have a little talk with you? Oh, now, now, now, now, darling, can I have a little talk with you? You know I don?t think it
She's a ghetto woman waitin' for her man to come home Oh, poor ghetto woman, waitin' for her man to come home She's just a ghetto woman waitin' for her
Get it while it's hot I've been all over Europe And across the sea With each new place It gets clearer to me Week after week On tour with my band You
You never treat me gentle Yet you spend up all of my gold Then you look around for a young man Tell me I?m too old That?s why we can?t agree Yeah, baby
England Looking tired Just go back from a party, and the Queen leaned out and She said: Aren? you B.B. King? She said: Oh B.B., sometimes it? so
in the club, so fresh and so clean Ladies be like, damn, bling, bling, bling Hov' rapping, I sing, sing, sing H to the O, and the R&B king Before we do
Minaj] Stepped up in the party like my name was ?that b***h?. All these haters mad because I?m so established. They know I?m a beast, yeah I?m a f**king
(feat. Bun-B, E-40, Pitbull, Polow Da Don, Jermaine Dupri, A-Rab, DJ Unk, Big Kuntry, Tech) [Chorus x2: V.I.C.] Get Silly, Get Silly, Get Silly, Get
?t wanna bring arms house? I got so many clothes i keep?s em in ma aunts house, Disturbing London baby we about to branch out, Soon ill be the king like
27th, floor all the b-tches down to f-ck Big donkey butt, Ciroc coconut Big gulps, drink it all like a Slurpee cup Brain freeze, ice like a hockey puck London
dick em out Throw somethin down whenever my dick's out They know me so they restructure and reroute They know me from Washington to down south All the way to London
find us in Texas Never gon leave, cause we love Texas Everything big, up in Texas By the way we walk, you could tell we from Texas [Bun B] It's Big Bun king
if you scared you never ready And yeah I went green, 26s on the hybrid Smoked so much green that I can?t open up my eyelids Wake up in London, go to
solitified Jim Jones, Rider of Riders, Santana, Human crack in the flesh My nigga Hell Rell is home, I jus' brought my niggaz S.A.S over from London 40
'm like the king cobra with a poisonous strike [Scratches] Internationally known (x4) (You know, I live for the game Worldwide traveller The B-boy rolling
