Lyrics:
back at it again
Luda
Yo, yo, y-y-yo, yo, yo
Y-y-yo yo, yo-yo-yo
Yo yo-yo-yo, yo-yo, yo
Y-yo, yo, yo-yo-yo-yo-yo yo
Welcome to Atlanta, where
girl
(get it girl) , make yo' head swirl
Get it get it
(get it girl) , make my toes curl
And get it get it, go on girl
It's a crazy mixed up doggy dogg
To rest my heart is when
The rush is back again
Maybe this time I'll
Make it work somehow
Guess I'm gonna find out now
I get a rush
And it's love
as it's kept they won't be back next year
Yo, I'm frustrated you nah'mean?
I use to work at McDonalds, just got fired
If I get in, I'm sprayin'
the kinks out
When you go to sleep, what do you think 'bout?
If y'all get a divorce she gon' take everything except the kitchen sink out
Make it so cold
a tall glass
Judgin' by her smile, it's about time to
Shut it down
Lotta work left to do, the sun's still out
But any hay to make can wait for now
take that arch
Out yo back
And look back at it
Back at it
Tell yo friends
Who you came wit
Make them
Highdrollics work
And show them
Niggas
How that
hoes that's 'posed to be yo's
Seein' my haters in a dark alley tormented by mind
Dodgin' the (Tech.. 4x N9ne.. 4x)
Now here's the message
Liberate
profound
If you wanna dude to help you out
Make it cool around your friends without smoking now
Play the song kinda loud, it could help you out
And you
as it's kept they won't be back next year
Yo, I'm frustrated you nah'mean?
I use to work at McDonalds, just got fired
If I get in, I'm sprayin'
seal fate
And a ass like that might yo bills paid
That's a big ol' if lady, all depends on how ya work it
Damn, Can you let a exobishionist
Cran,
to work so hard to make it all pay
Man has to struggle all the live long day
Man keeps on moving 'cause he can t keep still
Man has to set his goals
city
'Cause I run it like a girl
Run it, run it like a girl
I work my femininity
I make these boys get on their knees
Now watch me do it, watch me
I don't want you to be no slave
I don't want you to work all day
I don't want you to be true
I just want to make love to you
I don't want you
Pickin' and a pullin' white cotton by the tons
Pickin' white gold, pickin' white gold
I fill my sack and I put it on my shoulder
And then I take one again
have no fear yo
Kiss me you fool
And make me melt like butter
When it comes to sayin' I love you
I won't st-st-st-stuttter
I'll turn you on like
(M1OnTheBeat)
Woi
Yes (M1OnTheBeat)
Yes
Woi
Again and again
Again and again
Yeah
Yo
Chubbs might jam next youth for a chain
And give it
Things that make you go, hmm
I was in the crib, sittin' by the fireplace
Drinkin' cocoa on the bear skin rug
The door bell rang, who could it
Adina
Up and down is the object, side to side
Make you holla out my name when a thug nigga ride, "Can I cum inside?"
Say you don't feel it that's a lie
I need to lean on a truck with five old friends
Tell old lies and then tell 'em again
Ride 33 'til it hits the river
Throw cans in the bed 'til
like that (like that?)
I make you scream papa (you the best dada!)
Bet ya man can't do it like that (like that?)
He can't work the middle, cause his
Grrr
Mm
I gots to make a move and make it soon, uh
I gots to take a block and make it boom
I take the car and hit it with this boom
Now come
profound
If you wanna dude to help you out
Make it cool around your friends without smoking now
Play the song kinda loud, it could help you out
And you
day by day
Ooh-oh-oh
Never hearing what they say
Ooh-ooh
I just do it my way
All I got is these broken clocks
I ain't got no time
Just burning
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