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arms, let me fill you with my charms
Chaka, 'cause you know that I'm the one to keep you warm, Chaka
I'll make you more than just a physical spell
I wanna
arms, let me fill you with my charms
Chaka, 'cause you know that I'm the one to keep you warm, Chaka
I'll make you more than just a physical spell
I wanna
the sea
It's better for me, I'm satisfied with reppin' for D

We were certified hot, then dropped to lukewarm
Now we back up in the spot, claimin' never
dead in the sea
It's better for me, I'm satisfied with reppin' for D

We were certified hot, then dropped to lukewarm
Now we back up in the spot,
the sea
It's better for me, I'm satisfied with reppin' for D

We were certified hot, then dropped to lukewarm
Now we back up in the spot, claimin' never
dead in the sea
It's better for me, I'm satisfied with reppin' for D

We were certified hot, then dropped to lukewarm
Now we back up in the spot,
charms, Chaka
'Cause you know that I'm the one to keep you warm, Chaka.
I'll make you more than just a physical spell.
I want to rock you, Chaka baby,
dead in the sea
It's better for me, I'm satisfied with reppin' for D

We were certified hot, then dropped to lukewarm
Now we back up in the spot,
charms, Chaka
'Cause you know that I'm the one to keep you warm, Chaka.
I'll make you more than just a physical spell.
I want to rock you, Chaka baby,
charms, Chaka
'Cause you know that I'm the one to keep you warm, Chaka.
I'll make you more than just a physical spell.
I want to rock you, Chaka baby,
charms, Chaka
'Cause you know that I'm the one to keep you warm, Chaka.
I'll make you more than just a physical spell.
I want to rock you, Chaka baby,
touchdown
When it does, I'm out in the Bricks gettin drunk
Nuttin in the bitch mouth and her tits

Chours
[Redman]
Yo, you want to fuck, then push up
more famous by the hour
I'm stuffed with pastries and drunk with power
Now they're puttin' up my statue by the Eiffel Tower

A little more
I'm the fashionistist.
And they know I stay around the white like a groom,
Look up in the sky, I see somebody on a broom.
I think I'm gettin'
touch my back if your fucking hands are dirty
I'm up early

And I got racks on racks on racks and got plaques on plaques on plaques
Tell them to just calm
to play me out
But I'ma set him up on the right road, yeah

You see I'm catchin' him at the local disco
It doesn't matter if it's New York or Frisco
I'm
get from y'all DON'T FAZE
So mind your biz and walk away
Cause I'm never gonna let you up inside my maze

I don't care about what you think you see
(Back in the 70's, it was all about drugs..)
Tie my arm up at night between shows
Takin soda tops off of soda pops
I used to be up all night in
wondered what she would think of that
What if I had wowed her with some fiction
Over wine and crackers by a lakeside?
Would she have just stood back up
[Chorus: Macy Gray]
Intoxicated and I'm faded, by your honey
Why, we finally made it, got to lovin'
Money, seeds and shine
They want to hate it,
[Chorus: Macy Gray]
Intoxicated and I'm faded, by your honey
Why, we finally made it, got to lovin'
Money, seeds and shine
They want to hate it,
met Meech, J-bo or Illz
Luda charged me just to dip, was there when Chaka was swung on by Tip
I'm like oh shit we gon' tear up this bitch, pull out
and niggaz with jobs on the side sell weed
I feed off the hunger that a bum or abandoned child gets
Freaky, like Marv Albert, in outfits, by Chaka Givens
I
with jobs on the side sell weed
I feed off the hunger that a bum or abandoned child gets
Freaky, like Marv Albert, in outfits, by Chaka Givens
I lecture
of Shaton don't play
So the family sticks together and we never betray

Nah fuck that
Fifty-two pick up, no cops around
Fifty-two thousand in cash, I don't