Lyrics:
A lot of these cats out here be faking
When it comes to making love
But you and me baby
This is real, and that's why it's
(N-N-Number one) Sex
If I had loads of money to make me tame and sour
I could pay you to remind of my baby by the hour
Yeah, zoo lion sobers up and starts to scream
If I had loads of money to make me tame and sour
I could pay you to remind of my baby by the hour
Yeah, zoo lion sobers up and starts to scream
A lot of these cats out here be faking
When it comes to making love
But you and me baby
This is real, and that's why it's
(N-N-Number one) Sex
When she's with me it's Heaven Sent
And she screaming
You mite wanna ride out
Cause yea boy I'm heavy on the block
Drive-by, tear da sides out
together
Just like sex on the beach
Dance with the rose for my necklace
Camera pull out, I pose for a second
Yeah, life's what you make it
Lie down,
joy!..
Wind me up I just want to play with you, your my sex toy
I don't think you know what you do to me, ya turn me on!..
Do those freaky things that you
you have sex with
I've been humble, little homie let me flex quick
Had to mix it up, mix it up, Nesquik
Had to mix it up, mix it up, Nesquik
Had to mix
You was lookin for some fire
So I bodied that
They told me kill that shit
Issa body bag
I been in the gym
Now my body badd
This the best Bawdy
That
up for that good sex (sex)
When I pull up, ain't nothing said
Cause I told you we gone share ya bed
If you on some shit, I got insteads (yeah, uh, I
but wanna speak on me[02:30.59]In all actuality, I anit stunting none of you hoes[02:38.20]Han[02:39.15]When I pop out, their necks broke[02:41.30]When
joy!..
Wind me up I just want to play with you, your my sex toy
I don't think you know what you do to me, ya turn me on!..
Do those freaky things that you
Fuck what choo heard fuck what they said
I'm at they neck fuck up they breath
I want the Blues I don't want less
Hoe I want sex open them legs
Show me
out, I'm the C-A-S-A-N, the O-V-A
And the rest is F-L-Y
You see I go by the code of the doctor of the mix
And these reasons I'll tell you why
You
look at all this cash in here
Yeah, Damn girl you splashin' everywhere
Had me throwin' all my ones, she shakin' all that ass in here
Shorty so badd, badd
guys
Talking about how young black guys are targeted
Targeted by who? America
You see one in every hundred Americans are locked up
One in every nine
guys
Talking about how young black guys are targeted
Targeted by who? America
You see one in every hundred Americans are locked up
One in every nine
guys
Talking about how young black guys are targeted
Targeted by who? America
You see one in every hundred Americans are locked up
One in every nine
Mars Pluto
I keep a bank rolll
Yeah streeeet
I can love you
Still cheat
Hot girls
We up 3
I keep it g
Never geek
I keep a badd hoe
Woah
Hard out here
Yeah, 1997
Tony Fantell
Me and my crazy world
You know what I'm saying
Will my niggas that feel me throw your hands up
You know what I'm saying
All
out, I'm the C-A-S-A-N, the O-V-A
And the rest is F-L-Y
You see I go by the code of the doctor of the mix
And these reasons I'll tell you why
You
You still love me?
Take this
You ready? One, two, three
'Cause the more you put me through
The more it makes me wanna come back to you
You say
the sun is up, I'm comin' down
(Nobody nowhere, I'm nobody nowhere)
We just blow it up, blow it out
(Sex, money, feelings, die)
Baby, don't you cry
ain't rolled up,
Let's mix sex with the weed smell
Then ride me nigga like you do them V-12's
I'll be yo SLK and you can drop my top
And I'll be all
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