Lyrics:
Hey
All that smack
That they talking
Hey
All this dope
That I'm chopping
Hey
All this dank
That I'm cropping
Hey
By the way
I don't play
Just
Raye-ee-ah-hey
Raye-ee-ah-hey
Raye-ee-ah-yay
It's been a while since I first met you
And all the things we know all point to this and that
You know the reason I
look so soft (so fine)
I gotta take ya from your man, that's my mission
If his love is real he's got to handle competition
You only knew him for five
When I see you on the street
My whole body gets weak
When you're standing in a crowd
Your love talks to me so loud
Girl, do I do, what you do,
When I see you on the street
My whole body gets weak
When you're standing in a crowd
Your love talks to me so loud
Girl, do I do, what you do,
Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey
Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey
Is who's gon' run this town tonight?
We are, yeah, I said it we are
You can call me Caesar, in
(Diddy in background)
Hey yo, ladies and gentlemen
You could never imagine, what's about to happen right now
(Hey yo check this out)
Hey yo I
the sun, I'll be the waves, I'll be the one you love the most
Ooh, hey, hey, hey, oh
I'll be, I'll be, I'll be, I'll be, I'll be your West Coast, honey
When I see you on the street
My whole body gets weak
When you're standing in a crowd
Your love talks to me so loud
Girl, do I do, what you do,
We sat by the fire
And sang our favorite songs
Then we went in the river,
Such happy souls
So come home with me
Come home with me
I'm in your
Well, that's you, and I'm sorry
I'ma keep playing these cats out like Atari
Wear high heel shoes, get love from the dudes
Four badass chicks from
'm falling in love
And I don't know if you feel the same
(hey)
Oh I don't know
(I don't know)
And it makes me scared
(so scared)
Because I'm falling
Well, that's you, and I'm sorry
I'ma keep playing these cats out like Atari
Wear high heel shoes, get love from the dudes
Four badass chicks from
Bullet kiss the side of your face
Your brain put on a show
When I was growing up
We'd say you got an
X put over your O
Too many squares around your
no skillet
Oh, you prostitutin'? Need pimpin' (uh)
We gon' find the truth through your children
Suu (ooh)
Ah, suu
Bang
Jump out then (jump out)
look so soft (so fine)
I gotta take ya from your man, that's my mission
If his love is real he's got to handle competition
You only knew him for five
Word to the Soul Society
Love to Zangetsu
I’m the rap game Shinigami
Ay ay ay ay
I do not fit in a genre I do not sit well with dogma hey hey
I got
wanna blow your mind
Hey, soul sister
Ain't that Mr. Mister on the radio, stereo?
The way you move ain't fair, you know
Hey, soul sister
I don't
you're madonna
And I'm always gonna wanna blow your mind
Hey, soul sister
Ain't that Mr. Mister on the radio, stereo
The way you move ain't fair you know
wanna blow your mind
Hey, soul sister
Ain't that Mr. Mister on the radio, stereo?
The way you move ain't fair, you know
Hey, soul sister
I don't
(you're on the line girl)
Hey DJ (on the request line girl)
Play a record by my favorite band
This is a request Mr. Radio Man
Just one desire from
put no man over me
And I love you for that mommy can't you see?
Seven years old, caught you with tears in your eyes
'Cause a nigga cheatin', telling
fools to rush
Type love that comes in the clutch
Hey yeah, hey yeah
I learned it's all by design
So delicate, so fine (so fine)
I was lost but you
Hey! Any time of day
I'll punch my fist right through your face
(Hey) make you bleed enough to make
You think you'll pass away (Hey)
I'm not like
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