Lyrics:
Got Me Baby, You Got Me You Got Me mixed up with somebody else
John Simon Bill Lloyd
Bill Lloyd Fourel Songs administered by BMGChrysalis (BMI)
important to you
(Let me tell you somethin', when you’re alone late at night in the bed)
(Jus' you and her under the covers)
You're only allowed three great
She's a pillar by the day, a fire by the night
She's a famous architect, like Frank Lloyd Wright
When it comes to tightrope walkin', she's world
the studio
Seven nights of the week
And working hard to make two ends meet
So erase all the negative thoughts from your mind
Don't judge me by the past
leggo
(repeat)
I am appointed by Jah
To go everywhere and preach
People of this world
Request that I speak
I am present in the studio
Seven nights
to her toes, the Lord knows
Her pussy good enough to miss award shows
And I ain't gotta say nothin, she just knows
By the way I look at her to take off all
want me horny turn a trick and get my bricks off
I think I’m Big Meech Willie Lloyd Rick Ross y’all at the border OK hit me when the shit cross
They
drinkin' (got me a bottle)
E&J sippin' (got me a bottle)
Champaigne drinkin' (got me a bottle)
[Lloyd Banks]
I'm gettin' tipsy off a bottle of Bacardi
Not everyone in New York would pay to see Andrew Lloyd Webber
May his trousers fall down as he bows to the queen and the crown
I don't know what
Not everyone in New York would pay to see Andrew Lloyd Webber
May his trousers fall down as he bows to the queen and the crown
I don't know what
the damn winners while you and your man's finished
Two in your Rams fitteds, turn off your lightswitch
Holdin my torch down, even when the force 'round
You
sean and aiko
My babys an angel , she walking with halos
Cut off the lights she freak, Now she bad like the devil
I am the man, while your just a kiddo
ain't about shit
I know you don't love me
[Lloyd Banks]
Uh-uh, yeah
You should thank the Lord if the ray gon' getcha
Cause the sawed-off'll microwave
ain't about shit
I know you don't love me
[Lloyd Banks]
Uh-uh, yeah
You should thank the Lord if the ray gon' getcha
Cause the sawed-off'll microwave
complete
I been promoting as selfish compose a potent release
While these others slacking off and making money to eat
But the karma off the last hustle
I'm one night standing
My joy ride has just begun
Girl, I'm the one that can get the job done
And not fall victim to the hit and run
I'm one
I'm one night standing
My joy ride has just begun
Girl, I'm the one that can get the job done
And not fall victim to the hit and run
I'm one
mind like Eve and Gwen,
Don't speak to him
He get offended by words,
And I send him a bird
Get them disturbed
While they got in they cars
And defending
I'ma stop at your house and blow the horn
If you come outside you know it's on
[Chorus]
[Lloyd Banks]
Bitches be frustrated with the baller
Line
Richard Lloyd you're here this night
You should have road the golden stars
People standing in the rain
Just to see that screen Verlaine
Supersonic
night along o' me,
And l'll tell you its daddy in the May morning."
"Oh, was it by a black man or was it by a brown,
Or was it by a ploughing-boy
through by servin y'all
And only cause my man heard of y'all
Other than that, shit, y'all won't get served at all
[Tony Yayo]
I went from oodles
Don't fall for nothing, she still love it
This a beating heart
I'll cut her off
If she don't accept my demons in the dark
In her mind it's flashback
the May weather
Got the box and now she wanna ring
Selfish, I don't wanna share
Baby, better off by myself, yada mean?
Blacker the berry, Burberry
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