Lyrics:
play me, play the next man
Chorus
(P: PMD, E: Erick Sermon, B: Both)
(P)Now if ya girl's on your back Jack, cut her like a lumberjack
supposed to be breakfast, where the heck is it now?
Here's the necklace I lost, right next to Stephanie's blouse
Man, I should check to see if my mom left
"What's up, Monica baby? Can you come and kiss it?"
She arrived at the White House, knocked on the door,
Threw her draws on the floor and said "Fuck me!"
you here for the fame
So hit the road jack
But this time I'm staying
I gotta run up them numbers so I can get me a check
Hit him right in his neck
Next
Listen homeboys don't mean to bust your bubble
But girls of the world ain't nothing but trouble
So next time a girl gives you the play
Just
Do not disturb we can go runaway with it
Probably go riding down 65 lane switching
Visions of us by the ocean Bombay sipping
Girl since I met u I ain’t
petty
And you are emotional like a
Movie by Tyler Perry
And it's kinda scary I got
My news on the next
They always lie on telly something
That we don't
nigga and jacked by the homicide
No joke, but the girl weren't flinching
(Why's that?)
Plead the fifth, when they begin to mention
A young buck got smoked
black tint, fine pussy make it a little hard to see me
Stepped out, fresh out headed straight for the door and to the VIP
Next thing I got a text from
reporter to go pick up ten thousand from Dez
And go take about like twenty G's from Gino (Notorious)
Tell that motherfucker get this nigga next door up out
fictional, this here is typical
I will bring it to your door
If you can't see the visual
Black Manson, won't you ask him
How I have sex with the trigger
Just
captivated by the way you walk, so caught up by the way you talk
Just could imagine, how you scream and moan, ass big as Miss Jones
[Interlude: Solomon Childs
Jack
Laughed and cried and drive it back with some Yak
Girls used to say, "Y'all talk funny, y'all from the islands?"
Laughed and they just keep
It's a mack attack, coming from way back
My name is Too $hort baby, I don't play that jack
I'm from the Dangerous Crew, and I tell you it's true
got three hoes in this two door and one just want to go bi
We just trying stay, We just trying stay live
We just trying to get by, We just want to get
impeccable
The next page of your life story that I write be the epilogue
It's over like shoulders, girl, come closer
Let her take control of the ride, she my
the dead
Sheriff in the yard, here comes the rest
I sat like a ghost, they all passed by
My girl cried baby this'll be my last bye
Baby in her arms
She
gonna die on my jack jones they ain't no back bone i survive off a trap phone ....went to war made it back home got the grim reaper on the samsung one
money, I'm guilty, jets in the tub
I got clothes on the floor fresh from the store
If I let a girl score, next day she sore
Slamming Chevy doors, always
get along with T Jones, so he rolled jack
I was on Prozac before I was 12
Spent my senior year in high school, sittin' in jail
To no avail, I was
I'm in love with the girl next door
Yes I'm in love with the girl next door
Through fire and flames I'll find you there
Hold my hand in fields
And I'm getting sets issued
Uh
I walk to the door (okayyy)
Said this Mr. jones? (hello)
He opened it some more
And he said yuh this is my home
I said hi,
All Hallows Eve is finally here
Each year young lovers disappear
They vanish on this night
Found the next day An abysmal sight
The 31st
the blue lights and the sirens
Next thing I know police at the door asking where I been
Wasn't even carrying I license
Had to start lying
"I was at my friend
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