Lyrics:
ree dee doo ree dee doo
Even if you're on the job, now is the time to start
If the boss will not let you sing it out
You can sing it in your heart
finally sizable
Giant appliances eye in the sky is defining my pride and the sight indescribable
La dee da dee won't you come with me to party
We can
Givenchy keep the chickens in check
All these car keys drive them chickens to my crib
Dru Hill? Got somebody sleeping on my bed
She give me IQ, that mean she
like you're havin sex
[Dru Down]
Can you baby?
Would you baby?
Do the, splits, I bet you in bed you put in dicks
The way you move, you got Dru Down
Razkals Naughty By Nature
They had Delinquent Habits with a Gravediggaz Flava
And a Lighter Shade of Brown Dru took us Down
To a Digital Underground where
have been imprisoned by my father, who wishes me to
marry against my will. Please, please, please come and rescue me.
I am in the tall tower of Swamp
Uh (DMX, Sisqó)
Yo, what these bitches want from a nigga?
Dru Hill, you know what I'm sayin'?
What these bitches want from a nigga?
Hmm (Ruff
new deal, cat. truck wita new grill
It's a reunion nigga, wit Dru Hill
And I still get my drink on, loud and buzzin
Def Jams own, Pootey Tang's
Uh (DMX, Sisqó)
Yo, what these bitches want from a nigga?
Dru Hill, you know what I'm sayin'?
What these bitches want from a nigga?
Hmm (Ruff
to look at that man with respect
With Bleek singin 'Is That Your Chick In My Head'
Dru Hill - 'Somebody Sleepin In My Bed'
Aaliyah - 'If Your Girl Only
taste like Ruth Chris
Nigga sang on the gang like Dru Hill
Got some locked down in the zoo still
Click full of animals Doctor Do little
Everyday screwed
I gave you a reason to live
And you used my love in vain
So go on by yourself to survive this alone
You know you can't come back home
[Chorus]
I hope
And preached a wicked sermon, so the papers said.
[Chorus]
Hi dee hi dee hi dee hi
Ho dee ho dee ho dee ho.
Aimee built herself a radio station
chick know my clique though
If this Dru Hill bitch I'm Sisqo
Now how deep is your love
You ain't in my bed then you gotta go
Hidin' in plain sight Johnny
by my homey dru house to puff on the loop
Seen my little homey style who I ain't seen in a while
Damn near gone, floatin on cloud one-nine
Liquor sto',
finished talkin 'bout it 'till ya top gone nigga
Dissin' my crew you catch hot ones
I'm hot son, yo that's why I carry hot guns
I'm on a beach in L.A. fuckin
finished talkin 'bout it
Till ya top gone nigga
Dissin my crew you catch hot ones
I'm hot son
Yo that's why I carry hot guns i'm on a
Beach in LA fuckin' fly
the spotlight
Where they can rap or mix
Or both if they like
So get on up, don't be shy
Listen to us rhyme as time goes by
Everybody stand back and brace yourself
love in my life, I'll go crazy
I know I made mistakes before
(But I never lied)
Tell me if you're leaving me
(Or staying by my side)
You know
they perfect
(Shinning)
Just made a cool mill
Bandana on me match this blue steel
Get money like Tristan off Blue Hill
Got your bitch in my bed
the dooch powder
Summer's Eve, I drop degrees chill
Come four by four, lose one like Dru Hill
Stay fly till you air sick, now that's ill
Two choices,
Come four by four, lose one like Dru Hill
Stay fly 'til you air sick, now that's ill
Two choices, either squeeze or peel, now that's real
What
wherever you are
I wanna be by your side
Gonna Love you to the end time
You be my morning star yeah yeah yeah
Ooh! Take me go So Far
I wanna be by your side
niggas, Dru Hill to drew down
And I'm prayin' they set
Instead, most artists don't live as good as the execs
And they end up depressed
Scarred by A&Rs,
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