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Fighting with your love messin up your mental
Your 9 to 5 job got you on edge though
You just need 1 night to be special
To paint the town red put the pedal

else taken your place
Your fucking with naish
Baby its saint naish the second 
Got bitches all over the place
Keep up the pace
Your senorita 11
I dont

the mirror, got the smile with practice, still got me locked, aint the obvious shocking
you rocked me with tactics, got it from your mama, how the heck this

to sin like people, oh
I'm living a lie
Trying to do what is right, yeah
Go on mama, do your dance
Need my money in advance, the Louie V pants
I'm

Trynna knock me out my position
Mama I'm a star they don't get it
Told me I cant do it and I did it
Went against the odds everytime I won
Real mud

Lame niggas, man, I don't know why niggas keep-
Actin' like this shit ain't what it was or what it is, man
That's what it was, man, fuck (no

tell you, town's on fire!
If you sit perched, you can't feel a thing
You might just sense the tingle
of time gone with the wind
Don't you stuff your

tell your nigga stop it, he a fuckin' fan
Put this on my baby mama, I be fuckin' fans

Yeah, yeah, yeah, in the South of France, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah,

tell your nigga stop it, he a fuckin' fan
Put this on my baby mama, I be fuckin' fans
Yeah, yeah, yeah, in the South of France, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah,

the death
Grab her by the waist then pull her in 
First I get consent then do my dance 
Roll the dice all day I take a chance
Keep a blick or blade for

ahead
I'm the type to get to manifestin' everything I said
Saved a life off my reflex
Never been a fan of cheap sex
Mama rocked a Rolex
生在城里
人就必须有点本领

dance bam bam bigelow 
Hot as a pot or a kettle it's pitiful 
Wizzle dropped the beat 
got me feelin lyrical 
Tick, tick it's a time bomb 
Okc, Westbrook

the Dan
And I don't need no Captain Hook when I'm floating like Peter Pan
And
Tokyo my Denim its imported from Japan
Im blessed by the earth, nigga's

Pretty mama hella thick
She said she from Uptown
Love to see her dance
When she shake it, it go up/down
Way she move that body
Gotta a nigga like wassup

Blow up the spot
No problem
We gottem
Yes mama
Im honored

I woke up on some different shit
Found my bliss
Not givin' a fuck about anything but my clique

from it
I need profit
I need logic
Supreme caution
I bleed awesome
Her knees hallow
She indeed swallow
My twin mama don't need patnas
But these patnas

in her face
You know that you digging the flavor
I know that you digging me baby
I feel your energy now
I'ma get you bussed down
Take flights out

do your little dance all night that's hot
I'll take you out treat you all real nice
When we get home you're my little spice (ice)

Baby you got back

right 
Well, pick you up at ten, have you home by two 
Your mama don't know what's in store for you 
But that's alright we're lookin' as cool can be
Well,

is why I surmise
You don't see me as a similar prize
As we, the wedding, await
You asked my fears about marriage
The depth, of your unease
Is a weight,

bozos
Don't know what ya'll niggas thought
Curved by all my homegirls
You forgot these bitches talk
Miss me with that drama
Give that to your baby mama

She got an ass so phat it'll make you cry please little mama don't you say goodbye
Looks so good when she does her dance God almighty I'm gonna take

I Know You Strapped

Lil Wyte

Doubt Me Now

2003

remember, just cause you fucked up it doesn't mean your crunk,

chorusx2: I know you strapped, but you cowards like to play hard
And know that you don't wanna

She said I saw you alone Honey, so how bout a dance?
Grabbed me by my shirt and said keep up if you can

Its just the way that she moves
Every head in