your grace So take me to that place... I'M COMING HOME RUNNING BACK TO YOU, ARMS OPEN WIDE I'VE SEEN THE LIGHT, AND I WANNA GET BACK TO YOU I never
To the press suite at the F-O-Ceezy I'm lookin' at you (Yeah, man) You lookin' at me (Yeah, man) Slow down ma, ya speedin' again You can put the top down
you cant stop The motion of the ocean Or the sun in the sky You can wonder if you wanna But i never ask why And if you try to hold me down I'm gonna
Yea man, ill smoke wit chu you know what im sayin? im sayin it aint nuttin you know what im sayin it aint shit to me you know what im sayin its just
wall leavein' all the dancin' to ya'll But we can party till somebody call the law Hey, you can lean with' it rock with' it if you wanna Do the chicken noodle soup with' me
commode And fuck everybody that ain't Z-Ro, that's on my soul Finally, I found me [Hook - 2x] Man fuck, finally I found me Man fuck you hoes, I found me
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
on the back of a cutie pie Bend over, let me see you do the butterfly So impressin' when undressin 'You got me stressin', bitch, stop flexin' Keep shakin' that ass at me
till I make you mine I rub your body with motion lotion Lick you down like waves in the ocean Do it till you're satisfied Have you moan even though you
You can do this, so c'mon, babe! [Mixx cuts "Fuck me, bitch!"] [Verse 4: Brother Marquis] Bitch, you say you's gonna give me some Now you wanna start
on my tip, and that you can bet Until one day I got caught in the act With my girl named Melissa from a few days back Kisha done called me up and asked me
nigga too And maybe then you'll see the truth (awwwwww) Oooh! You can't fuck with the crew, a crooked nigga too (2pac Verse 2) You know you really can
you to the old me You walk in, explode it and leave reload You don't like a record nigga - buck you, blow me But you will respect me Or get it in
all up to you (up to you) Blame the Korean, blame the jew, or be a crooked nigga too [Chorus] [2Pac] Aiyyo! Why me? Play like Jasmine Guy and try me
and you got it going on give me some of your Thug Passion Babby You got me dripping wet from the way you make me sweat give me some of your Thug
crazy Can't nobody fade me And I been goin' insane lately And everybody tryin ta hold me back I'm about to snap You better move back You know I led a
growing. And I realign, forgetting nothing. Maybe in a few years it'll come back to you, reflection becoming your virtue. So sort me out, lay me
a court you You understand it I under war A whispering shadow Don't tell me that I live a going I am the storm To all that was is kicking me Ever take me