Lyrics:
heart
I'm just givin to your love
And I'm feelin what you need
Uncntested ecstasy
[Shock G]
Yeah you got it
No, hold it like this
Now just put it in your
heart
I'm just givin to your love
And I'm feelin what you need
Uncntested ecstasy
[Shock G]
Yeah you got it
No, hold it like this
Now just put it in your
niggas ain't got the heart to jack me (jack me)
and when it to guns nigga I pack three (pack three)
nigga that's me (that's me)
[Lil O]
Hey I live la
niggas ain't got the heart to jack me (jack me)
and when it to guns nigga I pack three (pack three)
nigga that's me (that's me)
[Lil O]
Hey I live la
stand
(I'm a man) Am I by
(I'm a man) I'm your slave
(I'm a man) I'm a little girl when we make love together
Hey, hey, hey
Jude, don't make it bad
Take
I'm hangin by the spot cause I had to put the Lexus off up in the shop
But it's all to good it's a hood thang
Never too bogus notice the love
you ain't gotta ask (Uh, uh)
Way before the quarantine, I was in a mask
Asked niggas for six feet
Pop 'em in the ass you rap it like a G
Wasn't poppin'
It's a yig-a-young nigga rollin up out the cut
Do a drive-by with the feds on my nutts.
Niggas be gettin' gatted when they step to this G
See I pull
Surprise birthday party I didn't see this cake, comin'
I need this money like its EMA
You gotta separate the rats from the G's
If you can't handle cheese
cup where the be
They got 5 on it, but drink 20 worth
Gentlemen jacks G, go ahead and serve
Let me get my purp, swerve
Look for a miniskirt find
to the south, to the east, to the west (throw your hands up)
Black Jack Johnson, it's no contest (throw your hands up)
And show it to 'em like
Take something these niggas G's might shoot out your lung
Call my phone she know what she wont I'm a give her some
She in love with gangstas and I am
Intro
Rap by R.Kelly
(feat. R. Kelly, Fabolous)
[R. Kelly]
Y'all know what this is
so bob your heads, yeah
ladies it's your boyfriend
Everything you say, in and out one ear
You know we love you, but it has to be said
You get your shit from Kempa, when you slide him some bread
Jack Regione
me what you all about
Fingers in your mouth, open up your blouse
Pull your G-string down South, aoowww
Threw that back out, in the parking lot
By
me what you all about
Fingers in your mouth, open up your blouse
Pull your G-string down South, aoowww
Threw that back out, in the parking lot
By
Yo, law is it cool if a nigga just
Get fucked up for this one?
Yeah, Mr fuck-a-Cop is back
And I still don't give a fuck, yaknahmsayin'?
Puffin'
to the suites, anywhere we can meet
Then live on to Compton, Slausen swap meet
Worldwide, get swept away by the tide
By G's, and B.G's, O.G's, its time to ride
that toolie, huh
Boy, don't make me do it, huh
Playin' games, you stupid, huh
I don't love, fuck cupid, huh
Aimin' like Cam Newton, huh, yeah
They
garden I'm Jack with the Johnson
Bitch cuz I'm King Kong
Snatch your white bitch like I'm King Kong
Shit you ain't shit I'm King Kong
We can go back
mama, it's ya boy youngin
G5 dippin, lui vuitton luggage (ay)
Gotta love it, ya boy so fly
All the ladies go (oh) when a nigga go by.
Gucci
spread love, can you feel it in your spirit?
When doves cry shit get serious
You feel like a prince in a pharaoh's pyramid
Scheme turned dream turned
and you can't rap like Khari
I throw three like Bobby Jackson at 'em
I'm O.G. like Bobby Johnson stomp 'em
Hold G like Bumpy Jonson on 'em
Read flip
undressin' to test me and uh
Shut me down if ya want, and miss the chance to do it live
When I stroll by, I see that look in yo' eye
You wants a nigga,
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