Lyrics:
Come four by four, lose one like Dru Hill
Stay fly 'til you air sick, now that's ill
Two choices, either squeeze or peel, now that's real
What
don't you let me, let me
Boy let me, let me
Let me do those things for you
I'm walkin over to you
Meet me by the door
I'm the girl in the 7 inch
Never put my hands on her, but you know I'd beat it
Like Mike, beat it up like Michael
I can't throw these girls away, that boy Logic recycle
Open up
drinkin the Cris'"
I'ma perky boy this, like to do the ass
See a fine chick, you know I'm gon' grab her
Nelly Nay girl where you at?
This No Limit boy tryin
America is
Something more like the following:
Our physical environment is safer
And more secure than
Any other moment in our history
We live in the
Most
is over
And your bra is off
And your panties hit the floor
Leave your heels on
What you waiting on
Let's do it how I like it girl all night long
She said the sex was like no other
Never judge a book by it's cover
'Cause I just leave a couple
Shots in your brother
And make sure I empty the clip in
commando gear -- black robes and a red sash
around his head -- is standing by a plan on the wall. He is addressing an
audience of about eight MASKED
know (know)
Her father dropped her off at my show (show)
And told this boy to put her on the stage (yeah)
I admit that she was over age (age)
I admit
like this bitch
Drop like this bitch
Drop like this bitch
Lay the fuck down
Drop like this bitch
Drop like this bitch
Drop like this bitch
You girly boys
the
Way you walk, yes, I live the way you move
MosI like the way you walk, when you walk on by
I like the way you move, I like the WAY you move
TalibI like
baby I don't know your name)
But lemme tell you that them heels really compliment your frame (look at your body baby)
Girl, lemme get them ooh aahs
With You! (YEAH!)
Just Give Me One Night!
Head Over Heels Over You Around This Time
There’s Nothing Never New Up On This Side
[Verse 1: Ty Balla]
don't stop, keep bringin the Cris'"
I'ma country boy just like the Dukes of Hazard
See a fine chick, you know I'm gon' grab her
Ellie May girl where you
They put an Arabian nerd from the Suburbs
Tryna have a nigga swag up against Mr cass?
My bars goes over niggas
Heads like a mistletoe
So you can kiss my
yeah
Plenty fish for my lover
Yeah, jiggy, jiggy, heavy, heavy
All the girls love me oh, like money
Call me, Jiggy, Jiggy, heavy, heavy
All eyes
Got girls in the heels with the
Makeup on, Marc Jacobs on
And they fux with me
Got party girls that don't give
A fuck and want
To live it up but they
must be something in the water
Sippin' gin and juice
Laying underneath the palm trees
(Undone)
The boys break their necks
Tryin' to creep a little
the
King upon his throne
I'm ready for their stones
I'll dance, dance, dance
With my hands, hands, hands
Above my head, head, head, like Jesus said
I'm
a sweatbox
Trade a few bars of head noddin' throw us a stack
Pay him and it's sewed up like thread and bobbin' bonus pack
Invest in the first B-boy kid's
a sweatbox
Trade a few bars of head noddin' throw us a stack
Pay him and it's sewed up like thread and bobbin' bonus pack
Invest in the first B-boy kid's
, you're a rockstar
My momma talkin' to me, tryna tell me how to live
White boy, white boy, in your cop car
But I don't listen to her, 'cause my head is
light
Act like your world ain't rocked
She's got you head over heels, long gone in love
That's what a girl does
She's got that magic, and you gotta have
know, you gotta know that by now
We like the boys
You gotta know, you gotta know that by now
We like the boys
You gotta know, you gotta know that by
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