Lyrics:
so damn sexy
I can tell how you pop your shit
That you definitely from Texas
Let me fly you out so we can
Make a connection
Cause even a hot girl
Came from the bottom
I ain't had shit but $13 to my name
Came from the bottom
Had to find a way out yea you know a nigga had to make a change
I was
girlfriends best friend
Soon I'll be taking
Soon-soon I'll be taking your spot
To be honest, I ain't perfect
A saint by no means
But I'm on the outside looking
Disrespect the crew and we catch you
Then we stretchin'
You drop a bag and have it done by
One of your niggas next to you
Hit was done so exceptional
Police
your girl to meet me 'cause (I'm a flirt)
And baby don't bring your girlfriend to eat 'cause (I'm a flirt)
Please believe it, unless your game is tight
furnace (unclean furnace)
Told myself that I'd be different, tried ownin' a business (shit)
But, shit, I wrote my by-laws from what I learned in them
'ma bring my girlfriends
Meet me at the hotel room
Forget about your boyfriend
And meet me at the hotel room
I'ma bring my girlfriends
So meet me
won't, just keep it real, oh
(Girlfriend, girlfriend)
Yeah
I could tell by the look on your face
What's the deal?
Girl, I don't wanna wait
Let me hear you
damned close we had the same blood type
Months went by and my wife got big
We were havin' a child and I got another gig
So I let Jay move in the crib
damned close we had the same blood type
Months went by and my wife got big
We were havin' a child and I got another gig
So I let Jay move in the crib
and a fighter
Producter and a writer
Give your girl a quick fix
And give ya man a nice shine
(Ya'll don't really want it) And I
Can tell just by lookin
That you
here
I'm trying to transform you Boyz II Men like daycare'
Hey there's money to be made and, n*ggaz got the picture
Stopped playing with my paper and, we
Hold your flix, I'm not for the photo op's
It's Black, code name Yaphet Kotto ock
My twist like a ratchet in an auto shop
Since granddaddy old
hit your hoe, but only from the back though
I been on this shit, they know that's a fact though
You could even ask your hoe
Escalade the truck, the back
back when I was nothin
Made a brother feel like he was somethin
I got a Love Jones for your body and your skin tone
Five minutes alone, I'm already
bunz bunz (sh-she got)
Bunz, bunz bunz (said she got)
I like big bunz and I can not lie (lie)
So if you got some and I see you walk by (by)
I'm a get up
A rapper mention my name
I'ma bust his brain (Boom, boom)
Yeah, every nigga from my block a savage
Rob and poppin' ratchets, droppin' caskets
We are not your
[kid]: we are willin to work your body
Now we are ready if you are ready
Soundcheck 1, 2 hear me loud and clear
Cause I got something that you need
wutchu tryin' do that
I suggest you do not
My chain is hot, what's more hot than that
That's how I murda music, that's why your broads on my back
Got
represent yours Crew
Which one of y'all think you ill enough to bust A Plus
Get crushed by the stampede of the elephant tusks
We LB families niggas don't
to meet me 'cause (I'm a flirt)
And baby don't bring your girlfriend to eat 'cause (I'm a flirt)
Please believe it, unless your game is tight and you trust
section
They got twisted, she said no condom so he risked it
Caught in the mix and now you sick kid
Word is bond, I thought by now you learned your lesson
too much
I got two phones and I don't know who to trust
I need a girlfriend, I need a girlfriend
Bet that girlfriend lonely, introduce her to my
ask where I'm from and I say I'm from the stars
You can have your city Imma make it big on Mars
By the time I blow up Imma have a flying car
We gonna
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