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down on the flo' on the flo' [2x]

By the time I hit the door
I saw hoes on the flo'
Niggas dressed in suits
Triicking all dey hoes
Me Imma pimp
I
be
But I wonder do you think of me
Do you think of me 'cause I'm thinking of

All I wanted was to keep this love alive (yeah)
And all I wanted is to be
[Chorus] 
(I'm comin'.) 
How ya comin', baby? 
(I'm comin'.) 
This is how I'm comin'. 

The album that I'm comin' with is rough, the flavor's mean.
on them pills
Dade County dope-boy, best believe I'm 'bout dat doe 
Chose come up get em yep, we ain't really by that def
Yeah, I'm the future, got
(Unhh!), Opa-Locka is real (Yeah!)
Off my dogs daddy dad, so wanna cook it on them pills
Dade County dope-boy, best believe I'm 'bout dat doe
Chose come
Eyed Peas
    Drop It Low Lyrics
    by Ester Dean
    At The Bottom Lyrics
    by Brand New
    Somebody To Love Lyrics
    by Leighton Meester
enough
I just can't get enough
I just can't get enough

Honey got me runnin like I'm Flo Joe
Signs her name on my heart with an X-O
Love's so sweet got me
to the best time
We are well back and forth on the text line
She got me fishin' for her love, I confess I'm 
Somethin 'bout her smile and a convo
Got me
a different type
Can't fall in love, I'm pimpin right
Probably wanna fuck by the end of the night
Push your dress up and your panties aside
The best ever,
get it on the flo' she bad
I'm bad like mike jack
And you know its Julian on the track

[Chorus]
Rangers we so fly
Break your necks every time we
Lucifer son of da mornin'
I'm gonna chase you out of earth
Lucifer, Lucifer son of da mornin'
I'm from the murder capitol
Where we murder for
when you dream
Dousing you tools with kerosene
Exploding like TNT self detonate
I'm making my way around by public trnsportation
That's why you
thinkin' 'bout shit I never had

Pass through the W.S. neighborhood
Knowin' I can do my best in Westwood
Cut off by a white BM, driven by a yuppie
He sticks
A dictatorship, ran by the klu klux klan
Feel the wrath of the afroman

let me out, let me out
Let me show these motherfuckers what I'm all about
Let me out, let me
The events that followed had me folly if your hometown would be
Heaven or hell
The angelic nastiness you possess made you by far the best
Therefore hard
[Main Flo]
I had to stay minal, when DEA stopped my gray rental
Incidental, my girl home watchin Jay Leno
Prophecize, I pulled the wise
Wit frame
shops 
Screamin they love the album, 
and then get near ten thousand when the next one drop 
Haters try to deny the funk, but affected by the bong 
They
love your neighbor, love your enemy as yourself
Go on loving, it's what humans do best and the one thing they can't kill
Got it?

This is Will 'O
Staying on my feet
When they see me they salute me
I'm the king of these streets
Yeah, oh
I got 'em walking on (left, right, left, right)
We the best
dirty-ass ho.
Yeah. Stop by that convenience store and pick up them rubbers - 
magnum I hope. This is Phazon Love and uhh, I love hoes.
I just don't pay
like a full feast
Pussy niggas count me out, man I love to in-convene
Teddy P and Mr. Hood, you can call it history
We the best and fuck 'em all, we
"Choose the one who Loves you More", by Copeland, from their album "In Motion".  Lyrics submitted by Jason Nichols.

Rain, rain, rain on my mind.
put down in words homey
That's some real shit, yo

A rapper - you hated to love, respected and feared
What I'm capable of there's nothin they say in our
like this
Even Beyonce couldn't move it like this
She only fuck with +Soldiers+, that's her shit
I hate to admit it but I love my bitch
So much, I'm
passes by
Every time he says "Hello" my heart begins to fly

CHORUS
(I'm in heaven) I get carried away
I dream of him and me and how it's gonna be