You got a price tag hanging on the back of your dress, You got your shoes undone and your hair is a mess, But no one sees you like I do You roll the
(Kiss) You show us everything you've got You keep on dancin and the room gets hot You drive us wild, well drive you crazy You say you wanna go for a
the people left with their bags Their kids so there's not a sound a sound But I must get from there to here There's a small voice crying on the other
Remix! Remix!) [Verse 1: Busta Rhymes] Real talk word to mother it be the gutter brother Back with another banger to set off the summer Better get up
REMIX! REMIX!) [Verse 1: Busta Rhymes] Real talk word to mother it be the gutter brother Back with another banger to set off the summer Better get up
the night she died in the rented room as the whole town was sleeping she held her breath like a star in bloom could burn down tomorrow the summer breeze
Well it's time to begin as the summer sets in It's the scene You set for new lovers You play your part painting in a new start But each gate will open
and flash on m lady, She was into having babies, Oh she was into liking men, And I think she wants to do it again Sha wanna, dress like the others,
castket Talking ratchets, never touched a fucking automatic Drama this is tragic, put it in the plastic 88 bars an running, throw it whith my other classics
and out of there in a hurry Wouldn't you know, a driveby in Missouri Them fools got popped Took their corner next day, set up shop And it's better than
"The Dynasty," no not Ming but Shawn's Dame careems, nigga it's the gangsta team Stop your run, one of the reasons that they call us gangrene The other
the grams is slung, niggas vanish every summer Where the blue vans would come, we throw the work in the can and run Where the plans was to get funds and skate off the set
this n-gga Oh d-ckless n-gga Man I'm runnin with the blucka Young money muthaf-cka U bet we gon do our thing Well ain't it sunny in the summer And we