Lyrics:
Hey
Hey, what's up?
Miss you
Yeah, listen
Baby, I know we said it's best we don't talk no more
But I got to get it off my chest, 'bout all
you can kill them and
Put em in a cematary
Yeah and you don’t have to doubt it girl
You don't gotta doubt it
I don't gotta doubt it
Baby why you gotta
Ever seen a girl with her flame on
Shine so bright I need shades on
Posted in church with her praise on
Shawty too hot to be lukewarm
Must be God's
he ain't ready
Ask you to run away
He don't know you need the bag every Monday, hey, hey
Watch this, yeah
Got them bands in my pockets
Girl, you
(M. Jane)
She said she name Money Jane, ah she me haffi get (get)
The first time we met, me couldn't keep me eyes shut (shut) (no doubt)
She give me
ghostly and Gastly like Emily
What's up Em? Remember when I used to uh, get drunk in your basement?
Ay what's up L.P. I see you... Glover what's up girl
boomba
The way you windin' it girl don't stop
Come on baby
Gettin' freaky in the club
Girl let me see your body go la la
Now back that thing up and make
, females get jealous
Okay smarty, go to a party
Girls are scantily clad and showin' body
A chick walks by, you wish you could sex her
But you're standin'
, females get jealous
Okay smarty, go to a party
Girls are scantily clad and showin' body
A chick walks by, you wish you could sex her
But you're standin'
position so get back to where you came here from
I'm serious, my flow is sure to leave you in delirium
Delirious, delicious rhymes, so thank me if you're
tryin to get on T-Boz any motherfuckin way
But what was I to say? Hey sheeyit, I was a nobody
and nobody had ever heard of Count Bass-D
or TLC, but my
gettin' no younger, girl) (yeah)
Been feelin' you all the while, girl, I must confess (feelin' you all the while) (come on, girl)
Girl, let's just get
wake up
come on baby, it's me, wake up
Joanna, hey, come on Joanna
fuck man, hey Joanna
come on man, damn
Joanna... man, fuck this (glass shatters)
GET
gettin' no younger, girl) (yeah)
Been feelin' you all the while, girl, I must confess (feelin' you all the while) (come on, girl)
Girl, let's just get
Whoo!
What? What?
Can you feel me baby?
I can feel you
No doubt, known to make it happen
I see you wanna dance huh
With your girls and your
tweakin' for you, baby
You just keep it clean and squeaky for me, baby
You can tell by the way that a young nigga treat you
Body so curvy in a dress it's
I got my baby girl in my bed rollin gars. This the song that I made in a day. Haters doubt but I'm chillin on my own wave. Lookin at me, I've done
He, he, he baby it's the thug in me
You know what time it is
By age 13 I was buckwild
Good in my knucklegame
Made it through a tough childhood
Never
your cash out, baby tear your back out (oh)
Keep bangin'
Ho, B.L.A.Q. make you say, "Ho"
S and P, chi-ca, chi-co (oh)
Everybody put your hands in
You ain't gotta say nothing, baby
All my London girls, come and show me somethin' (hey)
All my L.A. girls, come and show me somethin'
Ethiopian
sofa up the stairs all by himself
So I, I say to him, I say "Hey, you want me to help you with that?"
And Marty, he just rolls his eyes and goes
"No
rich and (I'm a flirt)
Hey homie, if you ain't gettin' no money
You better keep her away from me ya dig
Well if u love ya girl
And wanna keep ya girl
we ride it's 25s scrapin dat world bass
Dade county get it girl 5 ridas wit a girl
U don?t want no problems don?t u
Kno we ridin wit it girl
Dudes
live
So nobody droppin' by no need to hide
It's a blessin' in disguise
When it's rainin' outside
And your too high to drive just chill
Hey it's
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