Lyrics:
can be
Ought to see the way
She's smilin' at me
Sweet little Corrina
Come over here by my side
Sweet little Corrina
Put your pretty little hand
You're the reason mine is beatin'
I will always be here for you
And when I'm dyin' I pray to a higher power
Next to you is where I'm lyin'
Would you
you know hip to the hip talk
Plain j o b, baby
In eight hours a day, all the overtime I can get
I don't know, I guess it might be too late but
I swear I
night it’s feeling special
Feeling special, feeling special
Ooo ooo
Baby I just know your on a level
Yeah she be a 9 I never settle
The realist by side
Baby I don't wanna hear about your old man
Maybe I could be your new man
Maybe we can chill a bit maybe even hold hands
Cos girl I know you're
show out
Baby, that's my baby
Treat you like my lover and my lady
You can be my Keke and love me like a Stacy
White lows lookin' like cocaine in
Could you just picture you and I be cruisin' on by on a highway in a
Four-wheeler, as we ride and drive down the night with'cha
And roll by as I be
totally capable
Giving you just a little at a time
Not gonna lay it all on the line
Before you know it, your gonna be mine
You'll think me irresistible
All
You should love it way more than you hate it
Homie you mad I thought you would be happy I made it
That's a 50 Cent line boy we in the club
East coast
baby girl but tonight
This weed is mine this weed is mine
You can't have it this weed is mine
This weed is mine you can't have it
This weed is mine
Get
be droppin' mad shit
Let's organize, bounce together for real son
Trick a little though, sip a little Moe, peace one
(Keep it comin' baby) Keep it
guess it might be too late but
I swear I miss you
(Oh, I, oh, I) yeah, Lord knows
(Miss you, miss you)
(Miss you)
Don't do me like this, baby (miss
only fifteen, should have
Been a beauty queen, still
See her cryin' by the caskets
When her parents got killed
Little girl don't cry
'cause even though
as one, baby
For a moment in time
And it seemed everlasting
That you would always be mine
Now you wanna be free
So I'm letting you fly
'Cause I know
diamond rings,
She pulls my man around by her apron strings.
And if it wasn't for powder and her store-bought hair,
Oh, that man of mine wouldn't go
are, you be slay my mind
Come and take my heart and leave, hey
She just want a little touch and go
And she really tryna let me know
Baby girl, you
I walked all the way from East Saint Louis
I never had but that one, one thin dime
I laid my head in a New York woman's lap
She laid her little cute
nothing bout you
we're just wasted
So baby be mine tonight
Baby be mine tonight
And just by looking at you
I'm sedated
Undress me with your eyes now you're
diamond rings,
She pulls my man around by her apron strings.
And if it wasn't for powder and her store-bought hair,
Oh, that man of mine wouldn't go
we go, here we
Here we go, here
Yeah, yeah
(If I can make you all mine)
(Take you to the hotel baby)
(We be alright)
Whoa, hold up
Struck by a star
Excuse me baby
I'd just rather be sincere
Cause there ain't no guy like me
That can give you what you need
Did ya like my 6-4 Impala?
aim-point
I'mm really on about my eyes
Coz baby girl you're beautiful
Baby-girl your mine
It's no longer just about me
It's more like you and I
I see you
baby's divine
Flowers arrive
Who else would think of that but my guy
He's all heart and all mine
Oh, and I don't have to be miss perfect one
For him
baby's divine
Flowers arrive
Who else would think of that but my guy
He's all heart and all mine
Oh, and I don't have to be miss perfect one
For him
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