Lyrics:
eye for
Baby yes we can zoom and jump on I4
Maybe go get a room and if u bout dat
Let me stop by da store, so I can cop dat
Most of u girls just let me
Miami!
Dade County!
Lets ride!
I'm from Miami, bitch
Yeah, that's Miami streets
And all the haters want to push us, try to give us heat
Baby
here gettin' down, all I fuckin' see is clowns
Graduated from the game
I done got my cap and gown, keep my up out your mouth (ho)
I'm it, little bitch
me alright
Do you wanna feel hot no one can stop
Just move it show them nobody can do it
The way we are dancing it's not a game
Blinded by
Yeah, yeah
Get your ass up and hurr' up, uh
Ice Cube, baby
Ninety-nine, baby
I'm on the grind, baby
All the time, baby
Show me something
You
glides, I was wearing leathers
Baby Girl, would you hold me down in any weather
Cause I know you ain't seen someone like me, No
No I know you ain't seen
Santa baby
Just slip a vaccine under the tree
For me
I’ve been an awful sad girl
Santa baby
Bring us that vaccine
And hurry down the chimney tonight
Yeah, yeah
Get your ass up and hurr' up, uh
Ice Cube, baby
Ninety-nine, baby
I'm on the grind, baby
All the time, baby
Show me something
You
swear that you'll see, Ho
That I'm not gonna be there, That I'm not gonna be there
You won't find me
By the tree, when I said I won't be there
That's what
A luscious bitch she is, true
But it's not nice to fool mother nature
The proud mother of god like all ho's
Is jealous of her own shadow
Who is
and sleezy
(Your not a ho) Best believe me.
Something you said made me wanna jump in the bed
Dumpin' my threads while your spread legs dead on my red cam.
Chop down baby rock down spin yo block down
Hop down at yo house now ain't no cop sounds
Walk down where yo flock now she wanna talk now
Hit the locks
Rochester, New York. Wrong. Ho.â??
Doggs gone be doggs don't fuck wit a dogg
if you can't take care of a dogg you know whut i say
take it easy, lady, you
bring to the table because it ain't just an empty plate
We can sit down and have a harmonious meal
Or we can do a food fight, baby
[First Verse - Stik
for the case you know? (For the case you know)
Is you dying by the case, you know? (Is you dying bout?)
Stay down with the case, you know
Bumping
to sit you down in your place
And tell you right to your face
Sista, you ain't nothin but a faker, a playa hata
I'm Ms. Toi first native baby I'm a G
Let's get into the pages
We could do this by the book if you down baby
But you gotta be my friend first
I'm hoping that you're gonna stick around
First
a ho, what projects?
See a buss down by a nigga on my way to Avianne
Took a ho to Tiffany's, she ain't ever been off Connors
I got niggas locked in
to come by, yeah, yeah, yeah
Just 'cuz she dances go-go
It don't make her a ho, no
Maxine, put your dance shoes on
We going to the disco
We gonna
stop
I like the way you sound, the way you put it down
No way that I can fight it, I got my eye on you
You got me so excited, so, baby, what you gonna
York, back to California
I bumped your girlfriend, don't say I didn't warn ya
All this time you said she's your ho
You really shouldn't give baby all
last
I shut down the cheap talk
When I walk into the club
Everybody needs to stop, yeh
Boy you know I move too hot, HOT
Hoot ho hoot ho hoot
Hoot ho hoot
feel alone at night
Don't you know that I can be by your side
Ho ho ho ho
Ms. Clause looking thick tonight
Mr. clause in the back cooking gifts tonight
some hoes in this house
If you see 'em turn ’em out
There's some hoes in this ho-ow-ow
Bitch, why you looking at my dick?
Acting like you wanna blow
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