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Your body parts, your body parts
I wanna be alone with you, girl
(Grippin' on your body, body)
Grippin' on me, baby like you grippin' that Bacardi

I
a major decision
Have to keep things in scale
Have to hold to your vision
[Producer 1:] Why don't we talk about this over dinner, darling?
What's
1st pt. Too Short, 2nd pt. by female]
I love gettin my head blown
I love gettin my nuts rubbed
I love gettin my dick licked
I love gettin my nuts
like to much of this
But get to bobbin it's head, and so I took it anyway
But bitch I got family get your pussy anyway
Ok, let's talk about this ice
[fan]
Hey, Sole, man!  Wassup dude?
Yo I came all the way from the suburbs man!
Yo I love your shit!  How about a free tape, dude?
Support
If it gets the funds for your foundation
Every time I start to feel defensive
I remember vinyl is expensive!
Maybe one!
Dot by dot, building up
your weight up
I need more points than that, don't you play with me, Jacob

You see me on my back, you see me live
I'm every color of the spectrum, like
If it gets the funds for your foundation
Every time I start to feel defensive
I remember vinyl is expensive!
Maybe one!
Dot by dot, building up
niggas don't play
Me and my niggas we ride
'cause we know no other way
One deep breath before I step
And now it's time to play
Now tell me who is that girl
they sparkle like the dew
You may talk about your Clementine and sing of Rosa Lee
But the Yellow Rose of Texas is the only girl for me

brief
You need to make it on your own
You wanna shake it, do it alone
Whatever happened, I did alright by you

I can feel the passion girl, it's still
Lying by your side, I watch you sleeping
And in your face the sweetness of a child
Murmuring the dreams you won't recapture
Though it will haunt
to live your life, boy you bakin 
[T-Mo] 
Bitch I'm a runnin all through you, you's a PT nigga 
Cause we run with TRU niggas, all about them dollar
to talk to a lady

Aight, bet, uhh sweetheart
Listen up toots I like your looks
I used to see girls like you in them girlie books
I'm losin my mind, but
'm on my eight blunt I'm leavin with your girl with the pump right in the front with them 28's call Roy Dunes I'm from East Atlanta boy this is how it's done
of a friend 
Who's taking parts of your heart 
Up there in Dublin People smile when they talk 
And you feel everywhere hands of a friend 
Who's giving parts
Get out your heart
Haven't got a lot
But play the part

Mister, stop, stop, stop
Get out your heart
What I've got's hot stuff
The night is ours
[Chorus]
Whatever you got, I want
Whatever you want, I'll give to you
Whatever you got, I want
Whatever it takes
I'm willing to do, girl

Your
[Chorus]
Whatever you got, I want
Whatever you want, I'll give to you
Whatever you got, I want
Whatever it takes
I'm willing to do, girl

Your
I couldn't love you
The way I always meant to
Now there's someone else to play that part

I hope he comforts the child in your heart
I hope he
and talk to your machine
My friends say not to bother when you're acting pretty mean

But I don't need to bother you, no I won't play that part
I just
like to much of this
But get to bobbin it's head, and so I took it anyway
But bitch I got family get your pussy anyway
Ok, let's talk about this ice
One evening fair I took the air
Down by Blackwaterside
'Twas gazing all around me
When the Irish lad I spied

All through the first part of that
What I'm talking about such lustful behavior
Make sure that you're loyal to your wife
Shaggy again, oh gosh
Remember, girls

I said I love you girl
your weight up
I need more points than that, don't you play with me, Jacob

You see me on my back, you see me live
I'm every color of the spectrum, like