I'm breaking up with you (ut oh ut oh) Said I'mmmm Breaking up with you (ut oh ut oh) Said I'm leaving you (ohh ohh ohh ohh) Said I'm leaving you (ohh
Shawty, when you dance, you got me captivated Just by the way that you keep lickin' them dicks like lips, I'm agitated, aggravated To the point you don't suck my dick, then you
affliction of the feeling leaves me wanting more (Oh oh oh oh oh) Cause I may be bad, but I'm perfectly good at it Sex in the air, I don't care, I love the smell of it Sticks
out of line The affliction of the feeling Leaves me wanting more [Chorus] Cause I may be bad But I'm perfectly good at it Sex in the air I don't care I love the smell of it Sticks
. Cole] Hey, you know they say pain is pleasure Turn this up when you play this shit One time for my latest girl You can be one of my greatest hits Tired of rapping 'bout chains and whips Do you
Be In Magazines But You'll Still Be My Star Baby Cause In The Dark You Can't See Shiny Cars And That's When You Need Me There With You I Always Share
I get no cash from you (yea) If you want me to stay, you must be cra-crazy Chorus: [Aaliyah and Missy] When I'm gone, you're alone You stickin' them
MC's wanna copy these many flows Hoes, better back up, foe they get slapped up Pack up and go tell mommy, that I backed up you You you you, and your whole
make me the lover you wanted When you were young and asleep And I?m fine when you, you burn my core from a bottle The lover you wanted while you waited
lit up that blue And then I flew away, in the middle of the day Man I gotta leave, I gotta escape I can't stick around, gotta fly away In the middle
boy That'll have em saying, where you get that from boy I'm still leaving niggas, at one choice So run when you hear, that gun noise! (Blat!) [Missy Elliott] You say you
you You going on like thirty-six, flowin on some berry mix The little money you get, you blowing on them dirty chicks Tryna look young, so you throwing
got) Many bricks could move, (you can say 20 a block) Many niggas'll ride (you could fill a football field) (How much money you got?) You think I signed
there maybe times When you think you lost your mind And the steps you're takin' Leave you three, four steps behind But the road you're walking Might be long sometimes You
peace Let me see those leaves turn a free and kick flows I see And think back to chicks who love my magic stick When you look back malcolm, never forget
met my magic stick Yo I'm a pimp bitch straight game never no sippin And after we did it she was walking with a limp Bust it open leave it wet you know I leave
