Lyrics:
true love
So I hope this will remind you
When it's for real, it's forever
So don't forget about us
And if she's got your head all messed up now
the metal with the Choppa to his chrome
Bad lil red bone name is Misty
Fuck my ex, I know she miss me
Suck it good, she left a hickey
Fuck that boy he running
I wish I could see my nigga just one more time (nigga, just one more time)
She lovin' my sweater, Tom Ford on my clothes
Still think the money
her butt
The way tht she ride it i buss
Like mta im in a rush
Get her horny by my touch
Started banging like a judge
Just fucking no fuss
I just
fun
He's not the one
Don't sully yourself
Before your God
But do your duty
By your husband, Todd
And I say
Don't pay them heed
If marriage was good
the name
When it's Too $hort baby, ain't nothing plain
Dangerous Music on the microphone
Makes you want to break your hip bone
Might break your leg,
and by myself, I be jerkin..
.. on to the chorus
I want that purple Cadillac with the lime green ragtop, yeah
Lovely lady, girl you drive
enough (oh no, oh no)
She gives me the runaround
But I stay chasin'
But I need help, I'm in love with a crazy girl
But it's all good and it's fine by
when she Want me
I pull up cause I know she a lil Freak
It is not easy to want or just love me
Said she feel something whenever She hug me
She hit me up
and every rhyme
Play it a hundred times
Until you finally know
That I really want you to be mine
Lovin' you is medicine
There ain't nobody better than
Words and music by Tom T. Hall
From Real - The Tom T. Hall Project
Originally by Tom T. Hall
Have you read any good telephone books lately?
If you
surprising anybody treating me like how you do, go settle me down
And when I mess up, everybody at the risk
Shouldn't be the issue right now though, we good
[Mystikal]
I was at the mall, and this girl passed me by
So I like her booty she said hey boy
That's when I made my move
I jammed up and jammed
yourself up off the ground, you a flower
Rada-rada, yeah, she thick like some chowder
They want the money while I need the power, yeah, I need my respect in
to do it a lot,
(Man this girl gotta go she's a head full of crazy),
She want to do me at the movies like I'm Tom Cruise,
So I go reachin' for
We're searching every signal
For just one good bar
Swept up by emotion
Cmon' skinny lovin' arms
When the waitress says they're closing
We dance among
Want her so bad I'm bout to risk it
When she walk by I break my neck don't wanna miss it
Claim u a playa she gon make u a statistic
We be so fly til if
video hoes that want a bottle
And get faded with the greatest in the club
Chica bonita morena lovin' that what?
Lovin' that rush
Now throw it on up
We're
never made a cent off this rap shit
She want her name to be Fitzpatrick
All up her on lips like chapstick
Swearing when we kiss man it's magic
Tryna take
She's the type of girl all the other boys
Want to know
You want to know what's hiding
Behind those blue eyes baby!
Don't care how good she
lace the game
Everybody wants the best, and every gangsta has a gangstaress
When I pulled on the block lovin the hood like a muthafucka
Then I seen my
you knows it, safe safe safe safe safe safe safe
yo yo, this is for anybody who knows what to wear when they go's out for a good fun time, a couple
Stay with them Ravens like I am in Maryland
When we do business stop staring, you peepin' tom
I'm about to fuck your mom
And I love it when she curve her
she left, a nigga I wouldn't be the same
She met me at the W grabbed me by my chain
Then kissed me like she meant it, so glad she came
Told me she
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