Lyrics:
looking at it from the
Back, in ya G-string
Pussy hanging out the bottom of yo G-string
I'm getting naked off rip, baby
No shame, fuck mine
I want you make
Baby man a brick he go move that bitch
Don't trust that nigga with yo work
He on that pookie shit
I heard he totin' guns that don't work
That's goofy
[Ja Rule]
Uh, yeah
It's Ja Rule baby
It's E-Dub
Yeah
Def Squad
Uh
why'all motherfuckers think it's a game right?
Get da name right
food and plop yo ass in the jungle
Oh baby want a piece of this meat? All you gotta do is follow 1, 2, 3
Like eat more bison
Hit me with a nice grin
got advice from both Jay and Steve
My business needs me focused, this focus is what I need
Baby, we don't need to chop it up, darlin', we need
yo friends
She said boy talk to me nice
But don't you do me right
Cause i been out here wrong
I need discipline in my life
And once we get alone i
undressin' to test me and uh
Shut me down if ya want, and miss the chance to do it live
When I stroll by, I see that look in yo' eye
You wants a nigga,
the past and on
The low I know it's making you sad
I'm thinking I could fix my shit and
Right my wrongs and we'll get back
What we had, but we ain't shit
looking for a friend
Maybe you could swing by my room around 10
Baby bring a lemon and a bottle of gin
We'll be in between the sheets 'til the late AM
Baby
fell in love right beside you
Texting like everyday
Just what the fuck is wrong with you?
The cash is in the tray
I pull night mode no matter what I do
song
Play the right song really could never play the wrong one
She get to moving like she wrote that song
When the lights on she get to moving away
not something you buy
And baby, by now you know I'm not someone you pay
So that's a no go, I'm not a yo-yo
I'm done spinning, hanging on the end
[Ja Rule]
Uh, yeah
It's Ja Rule baby
It's E-Dub
Yeah
Def Squad
Uh
Y'all motherfuckers think it's a game right?
Get da name right
MicWest
Ay Ay Ay Ay
Diff diff
DFFRNT
WHOOA
WHOOA
AYY Ay YOO
LETS GO
Wrong bitch right time
Ayy yo
Right bitch bout mine
Wait bro
Wrong bitch right
That's on the real
Get it together or just leave it alone
You got to choose between right and wrong
That's on the real
But if you make the wrong choices
pacing
Track meet Frankie
I'm a all state kid
Baby I'ma ball my way though this
And plead the fifth
Cut lines and queues like snip snip
Need a high right
Yo, Mo Bee, mane, drop that shit
You know what time
Boo-ya, I know it's time for you
So grab one by the hand, you know what I'm sayin'?
And uh,
Tell me if you good tonight
Girl turn on your phone
On my way right there
Please don't close the door
Ima give you good tonight
Girl take off your
Do my dance
Ona bitch
Imma do Like Nike
Talk to nicely baby
Don't act feisty
Do yo dance
On my dick baby
Don't Slide by me
Ion need all yo time
Juss
shopping I could merch yo body
Hold up wait a minute let me search yo body.
And will you be there when I right these wrongs
Head bobbin' while I'm whippin'
Righteous man
Walk with me
Bear the burden
Yo, yo, yo, no, no
Don't do you dare, cast one stone in air
I'm cracking stone with bear hands, you're
haters say I'm as real as they come
I'm chasin that paper, baby, however it come
From singing this song to moving yay by the ton
I bet you never seen
Yo, Mo Bee, mane, drop that shit
You know what time
Boo-ya, I know it's time for you
So grab one by the hand, you know what I'm sayin'?
And uh,
home
I'm riding with my niggas right or wrong
First we lost Rod
Then we lost Don
Since I lost bro I've been way past numb
R.I.P. to Keese I pray his
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