Lyrics:
Pretty Rick, Calil, V-Slim and Shondrez It goes 1 to 10 and 10 to 1 Ludacris, Fake Feeze, and that nigga I-Twain It goes 1 to 10 and 10 to 1
evening And the warm summer feeling About time that feezes When I'm with you it pleases me The truck is rusty There is hanging fruit And some boxes of honey
motherfucker for life V-A-L-L-H-O, L-I see, it's me E Feeze E L-I-C, it's me E Feeze E Ballaholic bitch
Nuh ease up, yuh nuh feeze Broad hips mek jeans buss Jesus, what a gyal good up Dah tight hole deh fi get hood up Ugly outta style, gyal yuh cute
I'm losing my dawgs like everyday Done pouring liquor, I need to pray Cuz I truly can't take it no more When Feeze passed I was on stage at a concert
E-feeze-fozereeze, wit Z-Savage, that nigga, Double are, Double are in the House we ride, Richie Rich, we ride, seven-o-seven, seven-o-shnebin, Enough. (chorus x4)
I got my dudes up in this mutha fucka that boy Eightball 4 Tay Speeze weeze Spice weeze ya smell me? It's E feeze. Mutha fuckaz ain't understandin
boy Eightball, 4-Tay, Speeze-weeze, Spice-weeze, ya smell Me? It's E-feeze. Mutha fuckaz ain't understandin' the signs of this, I Cuss a mutha fucka
je wake n bake Franšiza k the Lake - ers Furam in the whip - skrr H20 je feeze - brr HBO and chill - yessir Stekam keš k gre - frr Hoče it tja sam men
8ball, 4-Tay, Speeze-weeze, Spice-weeze, ya smell me? It's E-feeze, mutha fuckaz ain't understandin' the signs of this I cuss a mutha fucka out Niggaz
twist Now freeze Now twist feeze and twist Along with me Wave your hands in the air as you twist along with me Mess up your hair as you twist along with
cold you need a jacket they going to watch you feeze Feels like no one really there when you need company But everyone around when you getting money
me Sliding on the AL While im tripping on the 3z Had to beat the bitch Cause she had to pay the fee'ze Stay getting to the dough I gotta stay busy Wait
to forget It's not the moments its the people that you're with (Ohh) I'm just enjoying the time that we have Cause time moves, moves so fast Can we feeze
grip Niggas run they lips but they not on shit Give myself a kiss I go where I please On the rocks please I ain't gotta feeze Everything private I just
shit down I'm talking about the feeze When i'm taking pictures Better not tell me please And you a bitch you said sorry You said please And i'm the man
at me Don't give em attention need my sanity please Yeah now feeze yeah you know me woah yeah Went from simpin to pimpin these hoes Made a killing like
THROUGH A LOT YOU YOURSELF YOU GO FEEL ME ANYTIME ANO DEY AROUND YOU , YOU GO MISS ME DON’T LET YOU’RE YOUR VIBES FEEZE YOU BABY YOU TALK TO ME JE JE JE YOU
8ball 4-tay speese-weeze spice-weeze ya smell me? It's e-feeze muthafuckas ain't understandin' the signs of this I cuss a mutha fucka out Niggas
hippies make me real sick Assk for change to buy their fix Some wear shorts and feeze a lot Think they're cool? They're fucking not CHORUS Kill, kill, kill,
Love Love, romance, feeze the cue fest On the scene, wicked dance Get astray, don't be late Love and hate, get a date Party-chick, get a kick
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