Lyrics:
and Caucasian sayin'...
[Chorus: x2]
[Apldap]
Let your body collide to the rhythm provided
By the mind state affairs classified and make your
Heat up
I should know better
But I can't stay away
I remember last December
When you kissed me in the snow
(Fa la la baby)
Let's pretend that it's that way
actually I let actions speak
Ask or come see
Don't needa talk; show you rejects like Kathy Lee
Momma's boy but I remember wht my poppa told me
Get a job;
Girl I see you when you walk by
You be so fine
Let me talk to you
Girl I see you when you walk by
You be so fine
Let me talk to you
Ey let me
called Phase 2
And let me tell ya something we're a hell of a crew
Once a week we're on the street
Just a-cutting the jams and making it freak
For you
the door, make sure you close to me
Make sure you close to me cause the
Club jam packed, they gon' treat us like we royalty
Club jam packed, they gon'
DJ keep playin' this song for me
Out on the floor in my arms she's gotta be
Let's get it on (let's get it on)
Jam all night long
Mr. DJ, Mr. DJ
they're naked and they see
There's no power they're not free
They're just subservient to thee
I beseech you let them be
And see them turn theirs ways to me
Yeah! Uh, it's on now, haha
Yeah, haha, Ja Rule
Niggas let me in baby, it's on now
My niggas
Def Jam niggas, Russel Simmons niggas
Leo Cole, haha
huh (Push it up! Push it up!)
Come on, uh
If you're ever down draggin' on the ground
Face twisted with a funky frown
Let me turn you
and Mace
And I see us walkin hand-in-hand
Let me be your man and listen to slow jams
Play another slow jam
This time make it sweet
On a slow jam for
teach you how to stunt
Teach me out to stunt?
They need to let me teach them how to roll a fat blunt
Get high get drunk and take it easy
And stop
Christmas Eve be intertwined
No more ties and no more bows
Let's remove the wrapping and our clothes
I want you to see me
I want you to feel me
So that
two
Not three
Literally no one
By now
I thought I'd see at least someone
We got a dust storm coming in
We let it settle in
Let the vision clear up just
Woo, uh
Get that ass up and scream double R (what)
We ain't going nowhere we made it this far (what)
Let me see my, my dogs
Let me hear my, my
Yeah you know how we do it, funk flex, big kap, def jam
The tunnel, ruff ryders, let's go baby
Ruff ryders (we in here!)
Ruff ryders (we stayin
E
Not fall far from tree!
D c
This could have been
E
You or me!
(Chorus) E c
The apple they picked off
c
your beach bummer
Let me be your slow jam bumper
Let me be your late night lover
Making love under the covers
When you smirk off, I blast off
Thirstin’
Suna
Ooh, let me hit that bitch one more time
Suna
Hellraiser gang
She keep telling me to slow down, slow down
Babygirl this not no slow jam, slow
what to make of it
I don't know if I could've understood either
You telling me...a virgin expectant?
Please, find me the verse, let me read it
The truth
I got it
Just trust me
I ain't listening coach
For the oop, for the, for the alley-oop, I got you
Pump up the jam, alley-oop, catch the slam,
viciously
This guy I didn't know, walked up to me
But the closer he got, the more I could tell
It was the man they call Howard Cosell
The guy you'd see
you can't keep me normal oh!
Only smiles you'll see on my face
With love n joy n peace with your mercy
Every second of my life I don't stress
Coz He
shit together
I'm grown, but can't fend for myself
Sitting all alone, my pride won't let me, reach out for help
I know it's bad, but it's hard for me
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