Lyrics:
like you're havin sex
[Dru Down]
Can you baby?
Would you baby?
Do the, splits, I bet you in bed you put in dicks
The way you move, you got Dru Down
Givenchy keep the chickens in check
All these car keys drive them chickens to my crib
Dru Hill? Got somebody sleeping on my bed
She give me IQ, that mean she
Uh (DMX, Sisqó)
Yo, what these bitches want from a nigga?
Dru Hill, you know what I'm sayin'?
What these bitches want from a nigga?
Hmm (Ruff
Uh (DMX, Sisqó)
Yo, what these bitches want from a nigga?
Dru Hill, you know what I'm sayin'?
What these bitches want from a nigga?
Hmm (Ruff
to look at that man with respect
With Bleek singin 'Is That Your Chick In My Head'
Dru Hill - 'Somebody Sleepin In My Bed'
Aaliyah - 'If Your Girl Only
history
When a book title caught my attention
The Stolen Years in Zurich
An hour later back at home, I snuggled in my comfy bed
And read with a woman
taste like Ruth Chris
Nigga sang on the gang like Dru Hill
Got some locked down in the zoo still
Click full of animals Doctor Do little
Everyday screwed
bleeds
[Chorus Dru Hill (Mya)]
I hope you never have to come this way again (This way again)
You used to be my lover and my friend (That was the end)
have been imprisoned by my father, who wishes me to
marry against my will. Please, please, please come and rescue me.
I am in the tall tower of Swamp
they perfect
(Shinning)
Just made a cool mill
Bandana on me match this blue steel
Get money like Tristan off Blue Hill
Got your bitch in my bed
is our style.
This is just a freestyle, flow hard just like 8-mile, No I’m not Nick Cannon, but I’m Done Wild n Out now.
Layin in my bed man, high
Lil Will
Need you in my bed
No Dru Hill
Let's rebuild
Staggered steps in the lobby
Trynna get to the room so I can catch me a body
Know she trynna ride
love in my life, I'll go crazy
I know I made mistakes before
(But I never lied)
Tell me if you're leaving me
(Or staying by my side)
You know
the dooch powder
Summer's Eve, I drop degrees chill
Come four by four, lose one like Dru Hill
Stay fly till you air sick, now that's ill
Two choices,
Come four by four, lose one like Dru Hill
Stay fly 'til you air sick, now that's ill
Two choices, either squeeze or peel, now that's real
What
pan out uh
I wonder if you still wearing my shirts in the bed you lay in
Did you buy more pillows?
Did you cry like I did?
I brought you up so I could
on The Hills, I ain't got nowhere to go
Said I was born in Georgia, on the corner
By the U-G-L-Y corner (yeah)
A-T-L-A-N-T-A (yeah)
678, 404, bed made
Put
was Ramadan
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
I cop a new beamer to put all my bands in it
I cop a new choppa I'm making him dance with it
I'm shooting
niggas, Dru Hill to drew down
And I'm prayin' they set
Instead, most artists don't live as good as the execs
And they end up depressed
Scarred by A&Rs,
recordin my album, send in producers with wack tracks
And DAT's, messin up my whole format
Can you imagine somethin on the kneeboard with Con-Funk-Shun?
Like when the cops come, you never hide your toast"
Guest starred in mad shit, CBL, Ice Water metallic
Past tense placed in gold caskets
Dru Hill
Like when the cops come, you never hide your toast"
Guest starred in mad shit, CBL, Ice Water metallic
Past tense placed in gold caskets
Dru Hill
to hate
ain't nothing change but the women and the living is great
nowadays they got a ????
I don't fly but keep a plane close by in case
here the weed at
Somebody sleeping in my bed
All I do is bump Dru Hill
Damn I should have took the blue pill
It's too real, I sign for 22 Mill
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