Lyrics:
on
Take yo dress off, let me see yo thong
It feel so right girl it can't be wrong
Marvin Gaye baby, let's get it on
One night only, can't press rewind
Slow
Yo, yo, this Ma$e, you know what I'm sayin'?
You got niggas that don't like me for whatever reason
You got niggas that don't wanna see me rich
You
Yo, yo, this Ma$e, you know what I'm sayin'?
You got niggas that don't like me for whatever reason
You got niggas that don't wanna see me rich
You
looking for the seed to a money tree
I can’t believe this whole time it's right in front of me
Succeed, still be who I wanna be and
Make a living out my
motherfucker and blast)
World wide mob figga, let me see a nigga nuts hang (nuts hang)
(Yo Moo, get over there, get over there)
We got homies on the front
motherfucker and blast)
World wide mob figga, let me see a nigga nuts hang (nuts hang)
(Yo Moo, get over there, get over there)
We got homies on the front
the Too Damn Hype
Too Damn Hype, now let's do this right
(Get down)
Too Damn Hype, let me explain what it means
It's the energy that you feel when my
get gutter on this motherfuckers why'know
It's how we do it (yeah)
Feel me baby?
Yo yo stay away from 38 tech nines and shotty
I
knows I fuck her right, all night? Alright
Turnin' off the lights, I beatin' like I'm Mike
Tell her don't run from this pipe (oh)
Let me see you fuck
You better get it right
I produce what you like
Satisfy your appetite
No fly-by-night, we rock you right
KRS Shaggy Mad Lion yo
Whassup with this money?
be the last somg
I hope y’all enjoyed this station
And the host, ya feel me?
Okay, let’s get right into it
[Verse]
(Oh, oh, oh, oh)
Yeah, oh (Let
to get me-a-go
I'm figurin' yo, nigga you know
I won't allow, not now, no way, no how
Any form of disrespect, you better bow
Time gets rough to swamp I
plotting on that dime
Thought 'cause we was cool before that we gon' take yo ass on tour?
Fuck nah, this my chance to get it
How you entitled to my shine?
legit
Don't quote me, boy, 'cause I ain't said shit
Yo, man
Yo, man
Yo, yo, yo man
Yo, man
Yo, man
Get the fuck out
Pump that
Pump that
Pump,
(J-J-J-J-J.R)
Bust it ba-by
Ayy, can I please talk to my bust it babies real quick homie?
Let me bring you in my world (Plies, Ne-Yo)
And let you
Yeah, yeah (aw, yeah), oh, yeah
Goin' by
Go
Years go by, where we at right now?
Though we, might be able to relax right now (now)
Pressure on me
all right
They cut off all lights and they ridin' all night
To do shit that you won't like, let's go
Okay, they run in yo' place, four straight
ah
A yo, cut my shit off, get it off
Here we go again motherfuckers
Let's start this shit
racing from me
Well, let's just SAY it's a declaration
Of my anger, while I mangle
These two faggots until you rate this
Level of danger that I'm bringing
chase ya
Sweetheart ignore them haters
Lets have some fun
Bittys got me on the run
Come on girl get this paper
Chorus:
Well honey
I got a lot money
Tech N9ne and the clique
They better act like they got system, lookin' at me and go get in a bitch
That nigga ??, flipped a script and my nigga bow
and get high (get high)
I know yo miss them vibes
I wrote this letter to my Ex girl (yeah, Yeah)
I wrote this letter to my Ex girl (yeah,
a groupie hang by, buttered up
I ain't getting with you, yo' love her in her gut
That's the reason why you can't even bubble up (Come on)
You get
lets talk about this street I know
Meta meta yo is needed when its time for me to go
I spent my whole life on this KC street
The PASEO where the real
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