Lyrics:
didn't give up, baby (oh-oh, oh-oh)
I can handle it by myself, don't interrupt, baby (ooh)
New price tag now, and I don't even drive, yeah
What a bad
something to eat
Dessert up Stairs
Waiting for ya and im something sweet
Lick me from my head to toes
Put that pussy up by your nose
Dont need directions baby
millions
Create ya own deal son
I ain tryna roll I wanna drive
Can you roll up please so we can float while we ride
No key to success just real nigga time
a shame?
Never switch your game to impress these lames
Instead, drive in one lane and focus what’s ahead, uh
Don’t be confused by my attitude
I keep a cool
Up and down, they're nodding
Heads are moving up and down, you got it
Everybody stand in line
One by one, take a hit, join the club
Kids will try
heads swollen
Mystikal slippin' and on the
Pavement you get laid
Light up through ya ho
I'mma grab you by them dookey braids
Put'cha head down, cuz I
love most
Like fuckin fly hoes smokin weed coast to coast
Wit some playa ass patnas wit some playa ass ways
We will take ya down if its time upta play
pounds
Weeelll hh no oh no pull over pull over
Mi want ta get ya name and number
[Chorus]
Oh it's a lady's night
She's wearing iceberg tights
Oh
Hey
See me point that gun at y'all me no play
Me come for murder them all the cowboy way
Me lick a shot sprayed from me set me make way
Me make
to their dreams
Bound by the depth of their love
If I can't hold on to you
If I can't hold on to you
There'll be a sky of fire and hell of blue
If all
motherfuckin' drive, started chasin' these dreams
Then a tram pulled up bumpin' Player's Ball
We soaked up the game, fish grits and all
And now look what
saw you walking down the street, and I had to stop
Turn up the radio and drop the top
I see you look so good, and you're so fine
Young tender, would
You might, see a smile, perfect picture
Even though deep inside, she a suffer
She model her favorite fenti cover
Nah mek yuh see
How she bruised
getting bitch
Im not phased by ya flossing
If its a sign on this pussy
Its gone be proceed with caution
Itll drive a nigga crazy
Padded room with the locks
and watch her drive
Ya watch her drive
She hardly had a hand on the wheel
For changing the stations on that old radio
Dress fell off her shoulder
Just enough
a lot bloody get rid of it soon as it drop
You hanging wit ops I load 30 shots and mob down your block
Clean up like a mop umm yea
Hit a big lick, Big
flick flick flicky flick yo tongue,
Ya run it straight across her belly through her cooch and down her bum,
You could be the pony boy you could be
revolution like anarchy in the high notes
Passages of a Mystro, accurately my lines grow
With immaculacy of white rose
By the wayside, by the baseline
Cover
feet cause I be saucing
Looking like a fuckin made nigga, so if we judging books by they cover turn the page nigga
I'm living like a fuckin made nigga,
couldn't be rap/rock 'cause we can't rhyme
this year, Rehab on the cover of Time
nineteen Grammys and a cold ad line
'bout tired of ya'll retards not
Now
Screaming right now
Cause it's my time now
Dime them light down
Drop it all the way down
Yeah it's going down
And I wanna see
Can you
Well...you like to make love?
I saw you walking down the street, and I had to stop
Turn up the radio and drop the top
I said "you look so good, and your so
I built this shit, Me , Brick by Brick
And I'll be damned if I let you tear it down
Just cause you don't like the way another nigga talk
(Issa Vibe)
talkin' slick, or we under the covers
[Chorus]
Dirty South Baby, and yo mouth drives me crazy
I know I got these hardcore hits, you'll leave ya lady
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