Lyrics:
reports world news as
They report about me, we're in trouble
Are you saying that
No, wait, let me finish have you thought of
The chance I'm taking by
out, I'm the C-A-S-A-N, the O-V-A
And the rest is F-L-Y
You see I go by the code of the doctor of the mix
And these reasons I'll tell you why
You
, you trippin'
(Never play yourself, never play yourself
You don't need him
Cause you made yourself, cause you made yourself)
Baby, you trippin'
(Never
can you play that
Play that back
He play it twice
That's why my neck and wrist
Flooded all ice all ice
She came with 5 friends
And they all dimes all
(prr), swimming at the house (wait)
Live with no doubts (whoa), zen the fuck out (yeah)
Big dog plays (big), the payoffs in route (swerve)
Laid across
Brothers, things done got too far gone
(Tell 'em 'bout it)
We got to let the girls know what they gotta do for us
Oh, what the heck, let's get
it feels different
Uh, I only love her if her eyes brown
Play this shit while you play around with my crown
King H-O, y'all should know by now
a special announcement right about now
We have a special guest that just stepped in the house
You know this man, he the smokiest cat in rap music
He goes by
yo side
(Right by yo side)
Hands up touch the sky
Everything will be alright
(It'll be alright)
Fuck that 9-5
Baby just live yo life
One more time
Way
Ferrari
White convertible top down so let's party
Kenwood deck with the gold plated panel
In rotation with the distro on Clear Channel
Five star
Baby-O is in the muthafuckin house now
Heiny bitch is in the muthafuckin house now
Jayse McKie is in the muthafuckin house now
Heiny dogg is in this
Top down we could ride out
Oh you summertime fine baby let me find out
We could sip a little wine if you tryna wind down
Bring you back to my house
(let 'em know yo!)
Blackstar, Wordsworth, Punchline and Jane Doe (yo!)
Lyrical com-pete and WE emcee
We got the fortified five, exhibit level degree
's get it in, let's get it in)
And if it feels good baby just let me know
(Let me know, let me know)
And if it feels good baby just let me know
(Let me
A real slut and let the ho get on and make her money
You understand? I got a homey sittin' by me
Understand this nigga don't understand because he's
5
Let me get up inside { you got a nasty mind }
I wasn't talking about ya draws I was talking bout ya house
Because that's the first step once I
and cussin
It was ten below
Timberland
Ginuwine
Missy hoe
Get the bag
TT
Set it off here we go
Queen and slim
Us baby never them
Poetic on wax
Relax
Just let
This is all
Mind body soul
9 shotty blow
Fine pot of gold
Found by the stove
Red yellow go
Dread let em know
Bread feta dough
Make cheddar slow
Spread
goin' crazy
When I'm in the house, when I think about
When I see you out, when I hear about {T-Pain}
I want my baby back! {'Lo-so} And I thought it
four, five, six, seven)
Maybe we'll unlock the secrets of your mind
(Cindy see, play with me)
(I will pay the usual fee)
Cindy see, (what's it gonna
house
We gonna do a little something like this...
Yeah...Now Krayzie Bone has got the gun
So let's proceed with lychin', yo
My uzi weighs a ton
So now
Ro
Now on with the show
(It's Tha Liks baby)
(It's Tha Liks baby)
One two, one two
I got a tape in my ride, made by Homicide
Ralph M
want to roll
Keep it low (Just let me know)
Girl, I know you want to
Won't you come and slide through
Have you home by 5'ish
Tell me that you'd
the one to put
the peaches in your pie
sugar in your tea
the twinkle in your eye
Let me be the one who comes
home to you each night
sit there by the fire
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