Lyrics:
me I want your number
Mia gum na mɛfreɛ wo later
I wanna take you home tonight
I want you in my ride
I want you by my side
I wanna feel your vibe
see me when I'm Volatile
You don't wanna see me
You, you, you don't wanna see me
Nah, nah, nah, You don't wanna see me
No offense, Tom Hardy ain't got
failed attempts of more tries
I'm Bob Marley, Woman No Cry
So what you wanna do
I know I want it too
And truth be told
Don't wanna lose
Still, I'll be
wanna but I know I fucking gotta
Obtuse rubber goose, got a noose, round my neck
I’m like check, how I look, bob my head, to some tunes, I’m so lonely
while I multiply your undivided attention
But be reminded that if I didn't mention
I lose my mind and my temper you'll be the first one who finds him
tell just by the look in your eyes
You want me baby
You can get it if you want some
Better be ready cause you're in for a ride
Cause once I'm finish you
with yourself then you rock my world
Get you in your bra and knickers make you twist and twirl
You're an empty shell
Now I've taken you're pearl
Taken
Who wanna flip with the acrobatic
From ground zero all the way to attic, what we be smokin, Tical
The resevoir is now open
I swim the English
Who wanna flip with the acrobatic
From ground zero all the way to attic, what we be smokin, Tical
The resevoir is now open
I swim the English Channel
and let my skills start to flex
Addicted to the homegrown, fly girls and
I'm not a loser look at you, don't wanna be left alone
Addicted to the nicotine,
I'm a Jamaican
If you really wanna know where you can find me
I'll be unwinding
Down in the islands, down in the islands
You should lose track of your
Put your hands up
If your being possessed by the R.A.P. God
Put your hands up
Put your hands up
If your being possessed by the R.A.P. God
I'll let
bra off my dick would get soft
I thought I had a problem, kept my head inside a pillow screaming
I don't wanna waste no more time
I'm ready to go
on in your parents' bedrooms
Sometimes I wanna get on TV and just let loose
But can't, but it's cool for Tom Green to hump a dead moose
"My bum is
on in your parents' bedrooms
Sometimes I wanna get on TV and just let loose
But can't, but it's cool for Tom Green to hump a dead moose
"My bum is
on the curb
Used to be the mack daddy of the microphone
But you can't get nothin now cause (Freddie's home)
I don't care if you're worldwide and your pride
I'm tired of dese crumbs
I want a fat loaf I'm talkin Benjamins
I'm trynna buy a fatass house
Lots of rooms in that bitch and live all by myself
Imma
care)
Steal the style of Cardi B and give her pikachu face
Fuck that, I'll steal YOUR style and get rich off it so much that i'll sue you when you try
from them
Curb your enthusiasm
Carrying this load
I would have back spasm
Which personality
Would you have for them
Chose a mask for them
To be continued
Just breathe just breathe just breathe
Go ahead and bob ya head with the beat
One time catch a vibe with me
And we can just breathe just breathe just
Greedy little people in a
Sea of distress
Keep your more to
Receive your less
Unimpressed by material excess
Love is free love me say
Hell yes
I
You don't wanna be a star
You don't need no fancy car
You don't need no fancy girl
Na na na you need a wholesome girl
You need a convo wit your dad
Napoleon murphy brock (vocals)
Bob harris (vocals)
Johnny "guitar" watson (vocals)
Harry:
Jesus, that was terrific! I've never experienced anything quite
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
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