Lyrics:
I'll be dancing in the street
I miss the two we had before that made me tap my feet
That used to rock this boy asleep now that you're gone
(she's
$hort
Get in where you fit in, fool
You was a mark up at the high school
Now you're hardcore like CB4
Biting, what you want to be me for?
It's your
We're on a mission
Dissin' all of the opposition
MCs, it's my butt you're kissin'
Because I desire
Yo, wait a minute, chill, I want ya all
want to be kissing you, smacking those lips until they fall in two
I'm so lonely, girl I want to be kissin' you
Bye bye, bye bye, boy I'm thinkin'
on the
guitar. He wrote it all by himself. O.K., Stevie, bring your three friends
up, they can play with you. That Seve Vai, what a nice little boy. {I wrote
two black marks down a one-lane road
Yeah we, yeah we
Yeah we them holler boys
The only fight I've ever been in
Was takin' up for somebody else
boy run
See this black boy run
Now see us rollin'
Over credence that was stolen
By catchers that look like Holden
Rye bones with spirits broken
to be in your arms
Holdin' me, kissin' me all night long
And I want you to know
That I'm your lady and you're my
My sweet baby
Come on touch me, tease me
on the
guitar. He wrote it all by himself. O.K., Stevie, bring your three friends
up, they can play with you. That Seve Vai, what a nice little boy. {I wrote
Uh yeah, Bad Boy baby
Ralph Tresvant
Biggie Smalls
Listen
Uh yeah baby ooh, listen to me, oh yeah
When it comes to sex, I'm similar
I look up
Yeah and I take my time nigga
I'mma take my time, woah
Power moves only
Boy I'm 'bout my business on business
I drink liquor
I'll be dancing in the street
I miss the two we had before that made me tap my feet
That used to rock this boy asleep now that you're gone
(She's
marker, boy I tell you what. Daggone.
I made the big times now.
Haha.
Tears roll down my eyeballs.
I was wetter than a bus-load of fat woman on the way
night
Body on mine
I need it now, now, now
Want your lips for my kissin'
Boy, let's go down, down, down
Why you gotta make me wait
You know it's never too
a shift
I give it to you like a gift
You hear what that boy say, you wouldn't jack, give it up fast
Then I hit it from the back
Snoopy you're so good,
thinkin
How late you'll party with the boys
And when you're comin home
Trust me this would've been easy
If you never had to leave me
Sorry, I know I'm bein
get snaked, you can get faked
Out by the bitch that you feelin'
'Cause you thought that she was an angel
That bitch ain't no angel, I treat her halo
that shit that you're cravin' (ah, ah)
Boy, come here
Eyes rollin' back of my face
And I got you feelin' the same, yeah
'Cause I want it
Got you
no girl slung out on that heron
Pull up in my Chevy let’s get our country on
Man that boy’s wife can sing real pretty
Kissin on her neck while I’m
security, drift by the day
Mercedes, drone on, crack Clem, for the first verse
Currently, well, finna get your own switch, cause you're live
But shut up,
Baby, you're messing with crazy
Yeah, you should know, my love, my love
Will leave a mark
I hope you like a psycho heart
Baby, it's danger you're
you believe me
Or see me to be just a
Angel that's easy to please
Angled a company by a gang
Of niggas that squeeze
Once their marks are your tire marks
the best version this time around...
Wake up, boy! You're falling behind! Wake up, now!
Don't roll your eyes at me, boy! Catch up!
cgain with this
me off my feet
I still imagine your lips, boy
Kissin' me here and there
Ooh, and if my hands could touch your body
They'd caress you
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