Lyrics:
Say man
Ayy, whutchu get man, when you got Bow Wow
Chris Brown and your boy Omarion on one song
Man? Woo! (Oh, oh, haha)
We on the track, man
Yeah,
a nigga by a gun, or even by a fucking knife
Nikiwa show man I'm killin' this shit
Nikiwa stu man I'm killin' this shit
Chri$ on the beat, man he's killing
've come to win Miss Saigon
[JOHN]
I gotta get my friend laid as a last souvenir
[CHRIS]
I love you, pal, but your bullshit
I've had up to here
Chris
How are you doing there, John?
John
I got the hots for Yvonne
We should get drunk and get laid
Since the end is so near
Chris
I tell you, buddy,
I be stuck to you like glue, baby
Wanna spend it all on you, baby
My room is the G-spot
Call me Mr. Flintstone I can make your bed rock (ooh)
never had it bad
But each day is gettin worse cuz I miss you
Baby
Sorry
The things I said and the things I did
If you want to hurry home cuz I'm sittin
just writing these songs baby do you miss me
I speak on the truth only once like lil ho I am not silly (oh ho)
Stay back just counting my bread on my
to you
Knowing that you will
Probably never receive it
But I miss you
I walk by myself
I talk to myself
I sleep by myself
Ooh baby, I miss you
Do you still love me?
Baby hit my phone I miss you (Baby hit my phone I miss you)
Baby hit my phone I miss you
I don't know when I'm gon' kiss you
You could pick me up about a quarter to three
Before I walk in the club
I gotta fix my weave
(Oh) Baby fix my weave
Baby baby let me fix my weave
rich call me Miss Affleck
I tell him Baby I need a new weave
Because my tracks feel whack
I want to hit the party
You want to play like Ben then give
They wanna settle with him
But with you it's different
Never wanna miss this
I can't do the distance
So you can tell by now I need you
Never fear our
(Whoa)
Suited with a suit case and ahhh few stacks
If you gon beg then maybe I'll choose ya
Baby I'll warn ya I may be a bruiser
Don't feel like ur
lalala... (Hooo)
It's the ROC baby sing, I lullaby
Come on!
[Chorus]
Excuse me miss, I'm the shit (do you want me to do it?)
You should come, hang wit me,
by RADIOHEAD
"We Suck Young Blood" by RADIOHEAD
"Where I End and You Begin" by RADIOHEAD
"A Punchup at a Wedding" by RADIOHEAD
"Idioteque" by RADIOHEAD
Then we'll have
Dinner and we can sit and watch the
Tele. By the way dear, how'd you get
On at the office.
You Make It All Worthwhile
I mustn't
drive alone
You think you'll be fine you disappear into the night you're gone
'Cause no one could protect you
I'm waiting by your crib for you to pull
Come on, come on, come on, Come On,
Are you Coming, [ You Know it Baby ]
Oooooooh,
Baby i'll treat you Right,
[ just Come Tonight ]
Hi Chris, its Stanley and Sam's mom, you know on Upper Valley
Hey Chris, I miss you stop by when you come to Cleveland
I hope all is well
How's your
Baby, hit me when you miss me, girl
Tell me how you wanna kiss me, girl
Baby, hit me when you miss me, girl
Baby, baby
B-baby, baby
Hey
I'm out
I be stuck to you like glue, baby
Wanna spend it all on you, baby
My room is the G-spot
Call me Mr. Flintstone I can make your bed rock (ooh)
slapping myself
Like Louise in school did
Shooters At your fitted
Never miss Like bronskis chicken
I got
One in the kennel
One in the cage
So which one you
nothing by hold my tribe down
You sicken my blood, you blood hounds
What do you do when no one is around
I'm staking my money up from the ground
I take off
for you, not to be on no funny shit
I was thinkin', "Why would they kidnap that lil' ugly bitch?"
Naw, you ain't ugly baby girl, you beautiful
But
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