Lyrics:
(Codeine)
Hype Williams, Little X
If you don't say it direct
Could give a fuck, ayy, yeah, yeah
I put some ice on her hand
I let her take an advance
Written by: Dèja D. Williams
Produced by: Shahid Elamin, Dèja D. Williams
Yea
Dèja
I can see
That you been watching me for a minute now
and laughter
Homicide is humor and nigga you looking funny
Women love to stare cause they know they see the money
I open up my mind by opening bank accounts
sleep won't come
The whole night through
Your cheatin' heart
Will tell on you.
Jambalaya (On the Bayou)
(Hank Williams)
Goodbye Joe, me gotta go, me oh,
the tickets is out
And we gon' do it till they kickin' us out
'Cause this is hip hop baby
I'm fin' to take you to the tip top baby
Live from the South
[Latoya Williams]
Ooooh...
Hi, my name is Latoya Williams
And this is a story about; my man
You see ladies, I had this man about, two or three years
love to hear your ass go (ga ga goon) when you walking and shit
[Chorus: Pharrell Williams]
Move girl like your ass on fire - like your ass on fire
making niggas judge you
Is the same thing that make me want to love you
From the smell of ya hair, I want to hug you
To the way you yell "give it to me
I'm pimpin like Gladys Knight and the Pips
Yo I never slip, cause it's super hot
You could say, yeah, that we got to locked, c'mon
[Chorus: will.i.am
what I need you know what I want
You know how to love
And it's clear you flexing ask me how I know
Baby cause I felt ya stop trying to be hard
You got
and laughter
Homicide is humor and nigga you looking funny
Women love to stare cause they know they see the money
I open up my mind by opening bank accounts
(And I brought)
(And I brought)
(And I brought, dreams)
(Dreams)
(Dreams)
(And I brought you all my dreams 'cause I love you)
(I love you)
(I
ass bitch
[Ja Rule]
I know that you lovin me, cause you thug with me.
Who bust slugs with me, my baby
And who gon kill for you like I comfort you,
who
I'm finna take you to the tip-top, baby
And tell your girl that the tickets is out
And we gonna do this 'til they kickin' us out
Cause, this is hip
love to stare cause dey know dey see da money.
I open up a mind by openin bank accounts,
Deposit a 100 stacks, break up or take it out.
Baby dats
love to hear your ass go (ga ga goon) when you walking and shit
[Chorus: Pharrell Williams]
Move girl like your ass on fire - like your ass on fire
can't feel that hardcore
Appeal that you're screaming
Maybe I'm dreaming
This ain't Christopher Williams, still some
MC's got to feel one
Caps, I got
Anything that he won't do for you
We can do it all girl just give me one night
Ima open the doors up for you
Cause you'd always be my baby
Anything
Written by: Dèja D. Williams
Produced by: Thomas Craiger, Shahid Elamin, Dèja D. Williams
Load up the truck if you coming with me,
We bout
goodbye (baby goodbye)
'Cause you don't want to be by (wanna be by)
The way you acting... fly (they way you acting... fly)
Girl you know you livin' a lie
To let her know what I'm gon' to do
Sample "Dreamflower" by Tarika Blue
That's cool with you?
Yeah, that's fine baby, all gravy
Long as you know you my
lovin' me the way I love you lovin' me (Lovin' me)
And I know you love me
Love me for who I am (Who I am)
Cause years before I became who I am
Baby you
really love 'em so fuck them!
'Cause last night I was dreaming about you!
Buy bottles by the dozen
With models that are cousins
Hotter than the oven
But I
that voodoo doll
I'm very sorry, baby, it don't look like me at all
I'm standing by the window, where the light is strong
And they don't let a woman
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