Lyrics:
you what to do
But try to play it cool (Cool)
Baby, I ain't playin' by your rules (Rules)
Everything look better with a view, yeah
I said baby I'm not
it back
I just like wearing high-heels
Strapless dress made up of silk
Have some champagne with my best friends
Talk some nonsense I never dare
I just
Exclusive BITCH
Remember riding round in an impala Wit a lil baby choppa
Fulla dem bars i upped my lit rod
and shot a lil nigga whole block up
Scrrr off doing
in my body: a slick silk suit
On my feet was some white tube socks
And a fresh pair of Chucks from the Foot-lock
I showed him my sack, and don't you
down the high way in my fore runner
And she me pass by lookin silk as butter
She hopped right in and she aint take me for a sucker
I asked for her name
the way, man
Yeah, Silk Special, baby
First to hit the block selling hand-to-hand
Before 8am, I done sold a hundred grams
When I started in this shit, I had
on the way by the name of Bamboo
Got a little baby girl, four year, Jordan
Never turn my back on my kids for them
Should have hit it, quit it, rag-top
the punch
'Spose to meet your girl but you packed a lunch
No D to the U to the G for you
Got a son on the way by the name of Bamboo
Got a little baby
the name of Bamboo
Got a little baby girl, four year, Jordan
Never turn my back on my kids for them
Should have hit it, quit it, rag-top
Before you
from my iPhone
I'ma take it one-two way back
Like a silk wife beater and a wave cap
Or the wave pool at Blue Bayou
And I waved, fool, as I blew by
Call me crazy
I'm your baby
My loves tasty
Call me crazy
I'm your baby
My loves tasty
Call me crazy
But there's always two things
On my mind
by the phone stuck
Just waiting on a nigga call but
But, I got plans for you baby
I got what you want
I keep them bands on you baby
Oh you want
big shake like JELLO JELLO
That silk brown skin peng ting BUENO BUENO
Yeah you know I'm on my grind
See you mad I'm hella fine
I slide thru and when
and marshmallows out by the fire
World spinning yeah just like my tires
I'm living the dream, never plan to retire
Italiano flow, with a biscotti on the side
Take
my notes, Wayne)
Certified goon
(yeah) , the lock's on standby (What up)
I just need a couple real
Niggas I can stand by (yeah, C-M-B)
A bad bitch with
to the future, present, and past and
All I can do is laugh and
Turn up the music
My heart drops when I see the K-9 Unit
Mans best friend turned Judas
Swayed by
I'm feeling on these silk sheets
And I'm filling up these silk sheets
With legs (legs), hips (hips), thighs (thighs), ass (ass)
I'm feeling
and upgrade you
I can (up), can I? (Up), let me, upgrade you?
Partner, let me upgrade you
I can do for you, what Martin did for the people
Ran by the men,
and upgrade you
I can (up), can I? (Up), let me, upgrade you?
Partner, let me upgrade you
I can do for you, what Martin did for the people
Ran by the men,
Brighter than a silver spoon,
Just as crazy as a loon.
Softer than a lullaby,
Deeper than the midnight sky,
Soulful as a baby's cry,
My sweet
you)
Woke up and I can't get you out my head
(I've tried, I've tried, come on)
After last night, I don't know what to do
(Baby, you've got to tell
the name of Bamboo
Got a little baby girl, four year, Jordan
Never turn my back on my kids for them
Should have hit it, quit it, rag-top
Before you
the name of Bamboo
Got a little baby girl, four year, Jordan
Never turn my back on my kids for them
Should have hit it, quit it, rag-top
Before you
Saw you there, tall and dark, handsome too
Put it all together baby and you got
Lots of groovy loving, lover by the dozen
Giving you things like
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