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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
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
(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
Eyed Peas
    Drop It Low Lyrics
    by Ester Dean
    At The Bottom Lyrics
    by Brand New
    Somebody To Love Lyrics
    by Leighton Meester
(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
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

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
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
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
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
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 
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
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.
passes by
Every time he says "Hello" my heart begins to fly

(I'm in heaven) I get carried away
I dream of him and me and how it's gonna be
to the hills, pimpin', loungin' by the pool
And I love the way it feel, of course, I keep it real
Garcon, come here yo, I'm kinda parched
I want a big Blue
Respirators for killing my best, poor haters
On permanent, hiatus as I skate
In the Maybach Benz, flier than Sanaa Lathan
Pumping "Brown Sugar" by D'Angelo
she gotta get the money
Cause she fuckin' with a (p-pimp like me)
Gotta serve a trick at the after party
Cause I got her body in my mind I'm a playa