Lyrics:
the way to the zipper
I really love you hot girl but I got to flip her
Chorus :
(What you need boy?)
I need a hot girl
(What you want boy?)
I
face at
And the MAC 11 tucked in where da 12 gauge at
When I was 13 had 14 grams of ajax
Turned 15 start spitting 16s
Of straight crack
By 17, 18th
surrounded by the girls
With the tank tops and the flirty ways
I'm just sipping on chamomile
Watching boys and girls and their sex appeal
With a stranger
them girls jealous a (bang bang)
Make them boys jealouso (bang bang)
Mami make them other girls jealousa (bang bang)
Then we make the club jealouso
by
You make up and I believe a lady's lie
The skinheads call it strawberries and cream
Sometimes I scream
Boy-girl, boy-girl
When a boy
by
You make up and I believe a lady's lie
The skinheads call it strawberries and cream
Sometimes I scream
Boy-girl, boy-girl
When a boy
evidence for
If these things are what you mean by God
Then I believe in God but I
Don't believe in a personal
God to whom I look for comfort or for a
Natural
to the commoners
Some dirty white boys and some bougie black girls
Nearly one million sold but I'm still in that world
That's why you won't see Bubba, Buckhead
Can't Do Without You Nobi By Mouth I Love You Pass My Mother Nobi by Mouth
Every Gorgeous Woman Deserves The Best
This Is Mk Beatz Production Is Your Boy
finally meet her, I'll know how to treat her,
By fulfilling all her needs
Love her and respect her, cherish her forever
She's the kinda girl for me
guilty, I lucked up
These niggas got me fucked up
Ball on these niggas every time I cop
Coming down Collins in a brand new drop
Hermes seats with my son
white and he ain't neva' see a white pie
Man I swear to god I'm being followed by a white guy
On ya boy man I mean harder den a white tie
White roll
got to reach out
Reach out to taste my loving
Want you so Sunday girl
Oh I really want you
Bad Boys
Bad Boys
Bad Boys
In the mix
In the mix
Bad Boys
Quiet or witty girls by the quayside
Bless you, bless you, all of you pretty girls
Watching and waiting there for me
I think about the salt sea
These are the tales, the freaky tales...
The tales that I tell so well...
I met this girl, her name was Joan
She loved the way I rocked
I had a fight with a cop just last night
Address my girl 'my dear', been shootin' guns for years
And I never been a sucker givin' in to my peers
No girl named Brian
Not a girl named Brian
And he started to shave
And have one off the wrist
And want to see girls
And go out and get pissed
This man
we run the streets, man, them boys best stop it
You know we keep that white girl, Christina Aguilera
My jewelry too loud, home boy, I can't hear ya
we run the streets, man, them boys best stop it
You know we keep that white girl, Christina Aguilera
My jewelry too loud, home boy, I can't hear ya
and I n'ave no time fi no kissin' an' charm
Not even how to kiss me (ohh)
Ah true me take yuh likkle heart by storm
I don't know why
Baby girl (baby
and I n'ave no time fi no kissin' an' charm
Not even how to kiss me (ohh)
Ah true me take yuh likkle heart by storm
I don't know why
Baby girl (baby
and if you got
Leave that boy and leave that boy
Girl I love you can you be with me tonight
Can you really just be by my side
If I told you once would I
to the same school came out in 03
Shit I fucks with JC
We use to hoop together that boy can shoot the 3
Yeah I fucks with JC
You should too
If you don't I
driver nigga
Damn right boy them units got a chauffeur
I can't sleep without it nigga
Damn right gotta chopper by the sofa
Look at me whippin', I
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