Lyrics:
What we gon' do? Can't get enough with you. You got my lovin' right here in your hands. Girl, you'll never find a lover like me
Cause I can make it
Yeah, I like it when the girls
Stop by in the summer
Do you remember?
Do you remember
When we met, last summer?
New Kids On The Block
Had a bunch
wat it seems
Don't judge a book by its cover
She a church girl
But I bet she a suck off a rubber
She a nasty Lil fucker
I know exactly where she got it
it (I know)
No, you ain't hittin' it
No, you ain't a rapper
So you need to stop spittin' it
Ha ha, haa, ha ha
You wonder who I'm messin' with
at the club last night that I can't pay my rent
Can't keep a girl for some odd reason
'Cause I always hit they friend
Don't ever worry about it though
'Cause I
Hip-Hop style baby, y'all remember
By the middle of March, when the pregnancy starts
In your ladies' placenta, that means L just entered
Duck taped your
how? That ain't God's style
c'mon man, you don't know me by now?
Three years in, I should've messed around but somehow
I kept it real, girl, I was ya
you
And no matter what I do I just can't stop fallin' for you
Scooby dooby do do do
Scooby dooby do do do do do
Oh baby
Well let me take you by
Girl, you know that pussy so good
(You know that pussy so good)
Make a nigga like me wanna wife it
Even though we gon’ one night it
By the look in
or the bars
To bob your head and nod
I recall, so many never ever thought you'd make it
So sad they were mistaken
The joy they tried to take it
Mama said
it down boy, your head's getting blurred
I know you can't stop thinking of her
By all means, you can vibe with this girl
But just don't mug
it down boy, your head's getting blurred
I know you can't stop thinking of her
By all means, you can vibe with this girl
But just don't mug
good
My girl got a bob with the blond dye
Keep my shit trimmed like a bonsai
And she'd kill for my klondike
Hit it on sight, hit her with the swan dive
Yeah
Its Bad Boy Baby
Neptunes
And we won't stop
(I like that) 'Cause we can't stop
Yeah
Let me tell you something
Sometimes I rhyme slow,
fate (aye aye, aye)
(Such a, it's such a such a)
I leave a bitter taste
Such a, Such a
Such a shame
You could fool a coward but you can't fool Bobby Lane
for a nigga
She be a nigga ballin, would get bout it for her nigga
Lemme come thorugh, hit the stash, and walk up by the nigga
I can't see no other
for a nigga
She be a nigga ballin, would get bout it for her nigga
Lemme come thorugh, hit the stash, and walk up by the nigga
I can't see no other
it's a pity on a whim
Good girls gone bad, the city's filled with them
Mommy took a bus trip, now she got her bust out
Everybody ride her, just like
you call pain, it's nothing
We're not scared of dying or afraid of guns
Born in the USA, nah, can't blame us
Our DNA's foreign to them
We kings
fine
Got my partners from Oakland doin' serious time
You can't argue with the truth, it's hard to be black
But it's a mind game and you gotta deal
It's just Me against the world
Yeah I'm by Myself
Its me and my girl
I don't need no help
For someone Who's "irrelevant"
Y 'all give me lots
like it's that time of the month
Are you bleeding? Can't think about sex?
Irritated by your Kotex?
We don't need to kiss, we don't have to fuck
I'll
you can't stop it, 'cause she get loww
When she on that pole, and that lets me know
She got it, she got it, she got it, she got it, she got it
She
you can't stop it, 'cause she get loww
When she on that pole, and that lets me know
She got it, she got it, she got it, she got it, she got it
She
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