Lyrics:
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Against saying what we want to say the right way
Ya know what I'm saying, so what we're gonna do
Is kick back, swing a little funky beat by my
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Against saying what we want to say the right way
Y'know what I'm saying, so what we're gonna do
Is kick back, swing a little funky beat by my man
around the world but you will never find (uh)
Another shorty like mine (c'mon), shorty like mine
I tell my niggas that, uh
You got a girl but she
And you don't stop (right)
You got Original Flavour (right)
We bout to blow it up (right)
I got a couple of friends with me
Many styles, many styles
It's, time, to, party
"Now that I got your attention again I want to"
Party, party, party, party
Get up, shake your butts, feel the rhythm
baby
When I'm whisperin' in your ear
Know I got you listenin', baby
'Cause when I put my hands on you
Girl, I'm gonna drive your body crazy, oh
and camcorders
So what you tryin to tell me dear?
I got Bently, Benson and Mr. Belverdere
And I just want to blow your mind
I'm talkin literally blow your mind
Girl, the way you rock me, you know that you got me up
You're up on the tailgate, you're up on a three beer buzz
You're up like the music pumping out
Yeah, I like it when the girls
Stop by in the summer do you remember?
Do you remember when we met, last summer?
New Kids On The Block had a bunch
can get a man to do anything but she's a
Lost little girl
This sexy thing is only 17 and she's a
Lost little girl
I admit I get a lot of love from
the unforgettable name
Of the man they call the Master Gee
Well, my name is known all over the world
By all the foxy ladies and the pretty girls
I'm goin' down in
train
Ya know the one behind Jimmy's bar
Whistling by like a shooting star
Its rhythm reminds me of the rain
And let's go swimming in that river
I
Boy, girl, I got that fire
(Chorus4x [Juvenile])
Shit, I got that fire
I got that fire
Girl, holla at a nigga if you want that Oscar Meyer
I got a house full of
Rembrandts and priceless art
Got a little girl wants to tear me apart
When I walk down the street
People stop and stare
the unforgettable name
Of the man they call the Master Gee
Well, my name is known all over the world
By all the foxy ladies and the pretty girls
I'm goin' down in
Call it good timin' or the Good Lord's plan
Ain't it crazy how we got here?
From a look my way, and a "Hey, can I buy you a beer?"
Yeah, I kissed
butt
Turn around, stick it out
Show the world you got it
Wine, go down, turn and flick it
A girl like me know how fi handle oi wicked
One bat, two
That girl in the fourth year, got pregnant and she was raised Catholic, brilliant!
I cried, she cried, we cried, her youth died
Drank cider in
straight out of the slums (slums)
From rags to riches, I got me some bitches and I changed up how I come (come)
In a drought when your pockets got mumps
nigga you chillin' with
Girl I want whatever you want
If you trynna to get it or
If you just want to roll up some weed
Whatever you want from me
And this
these rings I acquired by myself
yeah
She's so crazy
My girl, crazy (crazy, crazy)
See my lady (she so crazy)
She so crazy
She my baby (she so
her anything that comes from
Doc is like ever lasting
(Is that right?) But she still flaked on me
DrDre- yeah I posed the same girl man, she
Was like
every time
The devils that I recognize, most of them got pretty eyes
Titties and some plans of just gettin' by, that's the way they live or die
Easy
floor
Girl, it's you that I adore
Step on stage, you scream for more
Africa got rhymes galore
Snap my fingers, make you mine
If not, I'll snap a second
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