Lyrics:
Cuban link
where the ladies at (3x)
how many shorty's that'll ride tonight
I need a partner in this gangsta life,
a real shorty that will bang
I got an old lady with a blue van, she does the best I think she can
'Cause every time I hit the road, she gets me to every gospel show
She's ain't
Ladies and gentlemen
May I have your attention, please?
Are your nostrils a-quivering, tingling
As well at that delicate, luscious ambrosial
want to make her scream my name
I like the girls that don't say, "what?," know that she fine
Always knows her line, because she knows she's a dime
Put
Hey homeboy how come everywhere you go you have to go by limousine man
Hey man that's my thing
I know its your thing
Every time I see you you
Amazin' man got a letter from a Asian fan
He asked, "Was I black
Was I gon' play Japan soon?"
Wrote back, "Yes", danced in the shower
Got dressed old
niggas on the need to know
Basis, my manager back in the days was racist
I was a young boy, passing skates and tucking laces
Old perverted white man who
me get to know your flesh
I've been waiting here for so long
And all this time that passed me by
It doesn't seem to matter now
You stand there
me get to know your flesh
I've been waiting here for so long
And all this time that passed me by
It doesn't seem to matter now
You stand there
standing near an open trench? (How about a beer?)
Must be standing near an open trench (you know a pub?)
Bye, bye (I'm just passing by) (there's one close
Yo, on the M-I-C right about now, I go by the name of Big Daddy Kane
I got my Man Scoob Lover on the side of me
Dj Mister Cee on the wheels
rich but over here we know your favorite rapper
Broke like 9 month pregnant lady’s
I design this bars you standing at road side
Peace sign I’m just
She don't know me
I know she seen the love in my eyes but that's the old me
I know she wanna be by my side but she's the homies
You're not on my mind
of an eye.
Just like,
Fitzgerald,
Allen Poe,
And Hemingway,
She was loved by the greats before me,
Lady Liquor brought many saints their latter days,
So I
We gettin' it
Just so you could start!
Gettin' it, we gettin' it, you gettin' it?
(I'm gettin' it) We gettin' it
All my ladies are...
Gettin' it, we
you
We turn nothing to something so much, it's nothing new
I know lady luck so well, I swear that's like my bottom bitch, number two
Doing what we
somehow
Tell 'em meet me at the crossroads
The candy lady told me, I let 'em demons comin'
My souls tight, body's old, and I'm sick of runnin'
You better
touched to be
Recognized by the Foundation
But I've come here tonight
To express another dimension
Of gratitude i think I can do it in
Three or four minutes
already knowing she in need
I see the way you act lil lady I know you a fiend
Don't care bout yo cat old lady give that to the team
She won't, go anywhere
standing near an open trench? (How about a beer?)
Must be standing near an open trench (you know a pub?)
Bye, bye (I'm just passing by) (there's one close
what?
Tonight, I'ma introduce you to the young lady
From Philadelphia that actually wrote that piece, ya namsayin'?
Check it out, and, and,
love
Like an old instrumental with her voice so high above.
It’s only incidental ‘cause I know one thing:
I’d do most anything to listen to the lady
to David Guetta
And a nigga got a dream, but I still need Coretta
The only ratchet by my side is the old Beretta
The only time the cheese is free is
will shimmer with silver and gold
My lady is lovely she'll never grow old
And I offer this promise this one thing I know
I do it for you, Jane, for I
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