you got to me and you know it I believe you won't let go I believe you got to me I know that you feel it too Got to me, got to you Looking at you sitting
Traduction: Squeeze. Got To Me.
we left somethin' knaw'mean? It's the ROC, since 9-6, you know we get busy Got the young lady by the name of Rihanna with me Straight from Barbados
my lemon squeeze Oh, you've got flavor boy You go good with me So boy don't play or tease me Ooh, get me together You got what I need Now it's getting
your energy. energy [Chorus 2x] Boy, I'm digging on your energy (Energy) And I'm digging what you telling me (Telling me) So I wrote this little
me, I can do anything You won't see the heart in me cause shit becomes combustible We'll squeeze into arteries, you haters, plus my uncle is Quincy Jones so pardon me
by the telephone I've been missing you baby oh so bad I love you baby with all my might Come on home and squeeze me tight Long distance lovin's Gonna drive me
your Barkley posters Got no time to be boxing around I got the ox and the pound I'll leave you in the box in the ground Got the keys to the game, and
chain reaction! [Verse 1 - Fabolous] Yo, You think they like me now, wait until the light hit me I bet the house somebody girl spend the night with me
be! uh! [Verse - Fabolous] I got the Yankee leaning, just sittin over to browse And the G4 is just getting over the clouds You can't tell me that I
know who got the gold like the kid from "The Last Dragon" You know who got the low on the spokes and the ass saggin' You know who got the gold that'll
I hope god bless him before the fucker run into me I dunno, what the fuck has got into me But I know I don't want them slugs goin into me I'm just tryin
to Heaven quickly I ain't pussy, so I won't allow you to ever dick me I know these greaseballs, wonder how could they ever stick me But I move, like
hooked on Dom 15 G's hookers on Ma, I wanna see how you look in thongs Hustlin, guys that send Po's Cause I chop rocks the size of mentos Blame me,I tried
with me y'all At the shows all the hoes be molesting me y'all I got broads crying trying to get next to me y'all I got broads craving begging to have
Verse 1: Fabolous] Yo, You think they like me now, wait until the light hit me I bet the house somebody girl spend the night with me They gota love it
I'm a motherfuckin' ghetto superstar nigga Got my nigga Paul Cain with me Street dreams I'm what street dreams are made of nigga Hate me now Do it now
ain't know why the fuck they used to look at me so strange Glanced at my neck and didn't see no chain Be saying "That's nasty", wouldn't give me no brain
