Lyrics:
body got me singing like Mariah
Singing like Mariah
Your name is written on my lips
You're the only one for me
Every single little kiss
Is like
sure that
You really want me just for me
Cause it's not just that I'm so impressed
By all your cars and your jewelry
And you know, like I know feel
[Ja Rule]
Yeah
[Mariah Carey (Ja Rule)]
I never (who would've thought baby)
Thought I'd be (missing you baby)
Without you (I need you baby)
no Honda
Fuck Twelve and that charger
I pull up in a Rarri
All in your courtroom smelling like marijuana
Smoking green no collards
You don't want these
and do a drive by
Charge me with gang activity
You seen that shit on Fox 5
Smokin' OG gas bag in my matte black Jag
Maison Margiela, my foot on the gas
his check
Or go out like Ye and lose it all by respect (yeah)
Now how you want to play it? 'Cause it's all in the game
You motherfuckers saw what
bitch, come be my ho (ah)
All you bitches is weak, on the Bible (weak, on the Bible)
Talkin' shit for, I know I can find you
I can never be judged by
your jaw
This is what Run-D.M.C.'ll be about y'all
I make the party people want to scream and shout y'all
I'm just a be -boy, so watch me destroy
You
a stereotype like everybody that's Black can jump (break it down)
I'm in a white mink, the fabric is done
Cop rings like Mike, Larry, Magic and them (woo)
Out
This little song that I'm singin' about
People, you know it's true
If you black and gotta work for a livin'
Now, this is what they will say to you
Mariah Carey's, kinda scary
Wait a minute what about my honey Mary?
The jeans they fittin like a glove
I had a crush on you since Real Love
Hold your
Everybody's happy for Christmas
Fridays are black every week
And everyone is weeping as Mariah Carey's weeping
All we want for Christmas is for her
All my life I've looked for you
And you make the dream come true
You make me another you
Love like this is kind of special
Things you seem to do devine
funny when I come around
A&R been tryin to figure me out for years
Tryin to re-duplicate me but they can't so they hate me
While white boys run
these hoes mad at Megan's Law
I don't really know what the problem is
But I guarantee y'all don't want me to start
Bitch, you a pussy (you a pussy),
clothing line's on Fiya"
We ain't wire your minds on us, like mine's on Mariah
And y'all is just like her, you're all fucking liars
But I just keep
Mariah Carey's, kinda scary
Wait a minute what about my honey Mary?
The jeans they fittin like a glove
I had a crush on you since Real Love
Hold your
a fire up under his ass
Helped him get back to the top, every fan black that I got
Was probably his in exchange for every white fan that he's got
Like
you're a rockstar
My momma talkin' to me, tryna tell me how to live
White boy, white boy, in your cop car
But I don't listen to her, 'cause my head is
This little song that I'm singin' about
People, you know it's true
If you black and gotta work for a livin'
Now, this is what they will say to you
[Verse 7: Lil Scrappy]
Fuck a white tee, I got my black tee and vest on
Fuck a sturdy shot, I'm going straight for the bread home
I don't know why y'all
bartender, hold me all night
Bartender, our love's alive
Baby remember, I'm not drinking wine
But that cherry coke you serve is fine
And our love's sweet
Yo, yo, yo, yo, yo, yo, y'all know who this is boy, for real
The art of getting robbed
This is how we do Brooklyn-style, boy, you know what I
What hardship you claim to see, but I can tell by your stare
Nigga you fugazi, sayin' ya crew blazin'
Like sayin' Miss Cleo is a true Jamaican, we makin'
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