Lyrics:
girl)
Hey DJ (on the request line girl)
Play a record by my favorite band
I like to hear my favorite song on the radio
So I called and requested
on and
Get down on it, get down on it
Get down on it, get down on it
How you gonna do it if you really don't wanna dance
By standing on the wall?
(Get
the first one to hit the floor (oh so)
So tell the dj to turn it up (turn it up)
'Cause it feels so good
Dancing to this remix makes me wanna step
knowledge
Get up out it
Let me show you how to rap
And let me show you im about it
Mr. Huey is the King
And he coming for the streets
Cuz these people in
Peace to hoes..
Jeff Stewart's in the motherfuckin house
Peace to Cool V
Peace to D Mac, T Smooth, Todd Lightland
The girls look so good..
The girls
For Shigatty my nigatty
Yeah, we gonna have it perolating in the popoff
So go get them condoms niggas, and the Smirnoffs
Yeah, we got the full skeezy
closer
(Earthquake) Get you out of here and get somewhere and stroke it
(Earthquake) Because the way you move it's out of control
Clap clap your so good
No girl named Brian
Not a girl named Brian
And he started to shave
And have one off the wrist
And want to see girls
And go out and get pissed
This man
Woo
Don't hit me too hard
Oh, yeah
Give it to me, give it to me
Give it to me, to me, to me, woo
All alone you get off on your own, girl
All
better kiss me once again 'til it finally settles in
Well, I think I could get used to this
Baby, it's good to be back, so good, so good to be back, real
way
(Look out, girl, here it comes)
Let's get it on (it's new baby, and it's good too)
Let's get it on (me and you, baby)
Let's get it on (that's
you by your hand
You're gonna let me have your heart
Little girl it's true there'll be nothing you can do
When mighty good loving gets a hold on you
And every time I saw the police I know I was mugging
But nowadays a brother grown
And I ain't on nothing
I'm just out here trying to get it on
So I can own
wait a second (one! two! three! c'mon!)
Dreams shattered like broken glass
Press ignore it and your hopes get broken fast
You complain for the life you
groove a gut
On gets by when it's kept
Three miles to my step
Forgiveness to the foes is false
I cook goose and serve a plate
Position is opposed
visions
Forward thinker music my religion
Tell me are you widdit
And if so than we can get it
Me I'm thinking different
Don't you box me i a prison
Who
what a lesson
I dropped Organic, kept it real
My confessions
So now I’m ‘bout to usher in a new me
Just get ready, just get ready, baby
This wave I’m
say
Goodbye, so I grin, and my voice gets thin
Girl, where do you think you’re going?
Honestly I know where you’re going
And I’ll still love you even
hoes, Dolly Parton
I know things get hard, but girl, you got it, girl, you got it, there you go
Can't you tell by how they looking at you everywhere
the crew we tryna get racks, aye
'RAFIKI' the crew we tryna get racks
Never chilling on the corner, uh
I'm on the verse and they turn it up
You on the verse
can hold your men, you can hold your men, you can
Hold, hey
Hit it
Good god, kill it
Hit me now
Good god
Never get too confident so it's
girl, so I say freeze
But I'm too late 'cause she's
Already on her knees
Slip, slurp and slop from bottom to top
Like Maxwell house, good to the last drop
People, get ready for the heartbeat props
(Heartbeat props!)
Everybody, get ready for the heartbeat props
(Heartbeat props!)
We're gonna make it
clarity
If I roll a hundred deep
It's two hundred fists, two hundred feet
At least a hundred guns so
Every nigga get one apiece
Bitch, I'll piss
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