Lyrics:
around
We'd always stop by Willie's house and say
'Do y'all need anything from town?'
He'd say 'No, but why don't cha all stop on your way back through
apartment
She can feel the rhythm as I
Give her my guitar licks
Mmm she never knew I was an artist
I play the instrument well in a dark lit room
Please
and yo friend
Ion know why the fuck you playing shorty
I really dont fuck with niggas
Like I'm ina Ku Klux Klan shorty
These ar's look like guitars
Look
with these faggot-ass rappers started the trend
P? That's my grimy for life, don't fuck with him
And if word get back to me, I'm buckin' you
Know
curves so freak what you heard
Rollin' with the phatness
You don't even know what the half is
You gotta pay to play
Just for shorty, bang-bang, to look
don't be feelin' it
Racism still alive, they just be concealin' it
But I know they don't want me in the damn club
They even make me show ID to get
Motherfuckin' real G's
Stop him in his tracks, show him that I am Ruthless
Yo Dre, what's up
Boy you should have known by now
Stop him in his tracks, show
you in your mother's hands)
I apologize for my absence, I know I left you without a name to drop
(And now I'm standing right here)
I don't know how I
of me right now
I'm gettin' money just takin' care of me, girl
'Cause you'd be tired of takin' care of me by now
Ooh-oh, ooh-oh, oh
But the good
a ride
I said look out boys I've got a license to fly
And the Cadillac pulled over and let me by
Now all of a sudden a rod started knockin'
Down in
(Ayo, where's Snoop Dogg?)
I don't know that nigga just went upstairs with that big booty bitch, man
(Ah, he ain't bustin' no nuts on my mama's spread)
yo, you can tell by the way I roll shorty that I'm a ladies man
A business man, condos down the shore, multi million pension plans
But it ain't in my
you're walkin' (walkin')
From left to right I watched her go down
Girl, I just want it right now
Don't wanna do no talkin' (talkin')
Shorty's so right
talent on women and wine
I think of all the friends I've left behind
Whenever it's time to get back out on the road
Started playing blues in
I slid by the restroom
And all I heard was zoom-zoom-zoom
I see you peekin', but you ain't speakin'
Put your drink down, think now, stop tweekin'
like to call me exotic Elaine"
I said: "My name is the Prince" and she said: "Why?"
I said: "Well, I don't know, I'm just a hell of a guy!
But enough
See, I'm not the type of kid to have my biz in the streets
If my mom don't approve, then I'll just elope
Let me save the little man from inside
out
I told you half of these niggas with me win now
My left and right hand Robert Horry
Most my nigga pop Xans unemployed
I can't stop, I'm goin'
understand
You don't know me just what kind of man
If you love me just take my hand
I will help you to understand
This thing started a long time ago
I
start it like this son, rollin' with this one
And that one, pullin' out gats for fun
But it was just a dream for the teen who was a fiend
Started
started falling
Where did you go? Don't need you to save me
Just need you to know
Oh, I just need you to know, oh
All those times you called me angel
You
at the end - Ace]
"Now Stevie, now don't be nervous, honey, O.K.? I'm gonna go in & I'm
gonna introduce you & then you're gonna come in with your guitar
block
Saw this shorty so I had to stop
Girl was looking as fine as could be, yeah
I said, "Do you want to ride with me?"
(One, two, three, four)
loved started slipping away
Stayed on track and I don't look back
It took so long just to get it started
Give me what I want
It's all about love
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