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Fuck outta here nigga (Yeah bitch)
It's Dre Carr baby (Ok Dre)
I sip my drink, lettin' bygones be bygones (Yeah bitch)
And all that flexin'
to what I'm saying
Really it ain't nothing
Making love with another woman
Sock it to me
Sock it to me
Sock it to me
Sock it to me
Sock it to me
Damn baby
name
Shorty's name? I'll get to that later, to me they all the same
My cousin James called my phone, told me it's urgent
He scoped the situation out,
Carr's going to get the shotgun snap
They blitz from the side, it's picked up
He throws a arching pass down the side
It's caught at the five
the substance that I put in it
Shouldn't have been this petty, maybe could've made a difference
Baby I hope you let me, cause without you than what is this
I been
another person's cock, yuh
Someone went and put their nut inside my sock, yuh
Caught me by surprise, it put me into shock yuh
I was looking for my one
babies)
You've seen the ?
You've seen DNA
Watch them go to the moon
Live on TV
Sock it to the circuit
We compute a perfect funk
Digital
We compute
babies)
You've seen the ?
You've seen DNA
Watch them go to the moon
Live on TV
Sock it to the circuit
We compute a perfect funk
Digital
We compute
go pop a couple tabs, take a day trip
Yea, keep them legs split
You know I like to taste it
Yea, give me kitty or the Swisher, love to face shit
(FiO!)
So everybody rock your socks,
Now everybody rock your socks with me
Now everybody rock your socks,
Rock your socks, rock your socks with me
Now
When is James releasing his new album?
Shut the fuck up oh my god it takes time
Just give me a second holy shit
They say "James- what you doing
)
Put it in my hand (sock it to me)
Do you wanna be a star? (Sock it to me)
Put it in my hand (yeah, baby)
She's a bona fide goer (yeah, uh, sock it
and shoes)
Lil' baby on my uh, tell her not to choose
(Tell her not to choose)
It's niggas in this party
They know not to move (They know not to)
Ayy, let me
the spirit of Biggie in my pen
Funk Doc said it's time to go, Gilla begins
Icadon, you probably saw me leanin' in the be-M'er
Fly nigga, baby my socks be up in
see da only is, you see da blazee
It was all paid fo' by my baby
I'm da first with, I'm worth words
Like da dope boys dey flip birds
I'm up all night,
of the sweet spot
By the scruff of your knee socks
You and me could've been a team
Each had a half of a king and queen seat
Like the beginnin' of Mean
it's real send it by Mother's Day
I'm an old soul so I need an old school whip like a runaway
Shorty knocking at my front door, how you find me, what you
a flex, kid.
Welcome to the end of the line.
You made it, baby.
Honey you’re just in time.
I got new shit waiting.
Hell Yea I’m still watching
You’d
so clean
Can't stare directly at my piece look how it gleam
Step on the scene black designer to the socks
Fresher than a drug dealer but I don't deal
knew something was wrong
When I gave away my VHS and sold a pair of my socks
The IRS callin me, gettin on my nerve, I was warned by Redd Foxx
My
Loving you baby is not easy,
But i wanna try
Girl you make me feel like James Bond
Girl you make me feel like James Bond
Way you make me feel like James
time outs Its our ball
When they game so wack
And everybody suss
A nigga like me come in the clutch
Baddies see me say give me a hug
Baby have you ever
owed
I'll never sell out for shit, my spirit say so
But like the Mexican dollar, bitch, you paid soul
Sue for any amount, to me it's small claims
bitches
When the light hit the ice, it twankle and glistens
Baby, Brian, B., Bubble, you can call me what you feel
Hoppin' out the platinum Hummer with
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