Lyrics:
Uh (DMX, Sisqó)
Yo, what these bitches want from a nigga?
Dru Hill, you know what I'm sayin'?
What these bitches want from a nigga?
Hmm (Ruff
Uh (DMX, Sisqó)
Yo, what these bitches want from a nigga?
Dru Hill, you know what I'm sayin'?
What these bitches want from a nigga?
Hmm (Ruff
Sing to you, sing to you
You got me in a zone when I think of you
Think of you, think of you
Now baby come and tell me what I need to do
[Chorus: Dru
taste like Ruth Chris
Nigga sang on the gang like Dru Hill
Got some locked down in the zoo still
Click full of animals Doctor Do little
Everyday screwed
beside Meek's personal stylist, Sade
Who tells me
That Meek rarely wears the same shoes twice
Anymore especially his Timberlands, she says
Which are "one
for me?)
Yo, yo, yo
(Tell me what it's gonna be) look around brotha'
(Do you see your self fuckin' with a nigga like me) keep it high, Dru Hill
(On
Uh (DMX, Sisqó)
La, la-la-la-la-la, la
What they really want from a?
Dru Hill, you know what I'm sayin'?
What they really want from a?
(Def Jam,
Uh (DMX, Sisqó)
La, la-la-la-la-la, la
What they really want from a?
Dru Hill, you know what I'm sayin'?
What they really want from a?
(Def Jam,
bounce/
Tell me Tell me tell me/
Watch a nigga do the dru hill bounce/
Mellowed Out like I rolled up a ounce/
High make you wanna dru hill bounce/
V1:
I
[Dru Hill]
Yeah, baby, hey, yeah, yeah
And you know; said, you know
Said, you know; said, you know, babe, yeah
So you say your ish is it
love in my life, I'll go crazy
I know I made mistakes before
(But I never lied)
Tell me if you're leaving me
(Or staying by my side)
You know
[Dru Hill]
Yeah, baby, hey, yeah, yeah
And you know; said, you know
Said, you know; said, you know, babe, yeah
So you say your ish is it
It was supposed to be so easy...
Just take back the DVD
Withdraw that extra money
Tell mum I wouldn't be back for tea
Then grab my savings
on the floor by the sofa
Or on the door then back on the floor
Like we did before
Baby straddle me by the TV
Baby tell me are you really a real freak
[DMX] Uhh..
[Sisqo] DMX, Sisqo
[DMX] Yo.. what these bitches want from a nigga?
[Sisqo] Dru Hill, yaknahmsayin?
[DMX] What these bitches want
jumping off of type beats
And aint no Dru Hill I'm beating her cheeks off in yo sheets nigga
Verse 3 came here to get paid
I got your sister with me help
jumping off of type beats
And aint no Dru Hill I'm beating her cheeks off in yo sheets nigga
Verse 3 came here to get paid
I got your sister with me help
the hour...
rush, better choose quick...
chick I got tracks to dust,
Dru Hill, Def
Squad, if you askin' us
How deep is your love for me
Tell me what
Dru Hill and a little more ill
(Hey Keith, we want you to be ill)
Leave me alone, leave me alone!
(Politics, politics..)
Leave me alone, leave
niggas, Dru Hill to drew down
And I'm prayin' they set
Instead, most artists don't live as good as the execs
And they end up depressed
Scarred by A&Rs,
way, ig' the shit in the streets
Just let me smoke this one cig in peace
Give me 10 minutes
By myself, you the boys at home
That's all the time I really
teleprompter
She gonna tell me prompt
Fuck the bank teller
Rumpelstiltskin in her pale skin
Going' all in she gon' love this Dickson
She wish she had me
Under
the storms into my life
Tell me why?
You destroyed every part of me
Now what once a beautiful lady
That you showered with your love
Must live with a heart that
like talking
Yes they gets to walking when they see me dropping
New music by new dru because its poppin
Yes we jaw lockin
Gets them all flocking
Fuck
Discuss these tell me dvd by dru hill Lyrics with the community:
Report Comment
We're doing our best to make sure our content is useful, accurate and safe.
If by any chance you spot an inappropriate comment while navigating through our website please use this form to let us know, and we'll take care of it shortly.
Attachment
You need to be logged in to favorite.
Log In