Lyrics:
never told me but if she tried I was a little to young it floated right by me
I never dreamed love so fulfilling it's simply killing and over spilling
B-boys, b-girls, ready to what
Breaking and shaking when we doing our ish
J-rock from the Beat Junkies ready to mix
'Cuz they cutting up the wax for
Christopher was outspoken
When it suited him at times he was quiet
And of course he was mischievous as all little boys are
As a young man he liked to do
make babies
And leave a young mother to be a pappy (oh, yeah, yeah, yeah)
And since we all came from a woman
Got our name from a woman and our game
chick
That young'n
Never seen before
I said yo
Tell her girls I want to meet her (meet her)
On a second thought that ain't the way to go
I got
Christopher was outspoken
When it suited him at times he was quiet
And of course he was mischievous as all little boys are
As a young man he liked to do
it out
The paparazzi flashes, and that they think that it's you
But they don't know that who you are is not what you do
True, we get it twisted when
girls, I'm looking at you girls
You mix and match it girls
You dress so fly
I'm fascinated by the Japanese fashion scene
Just an American girl in
here? (Oh no, love machine)
Shall we do this thing by the books? (What are you doing to?)
Shall we give in to our biggest fears? (The love machine, are
know the young dumb niggas
Who don't care how they get it as it come
Nigga fades
Old school party music playing and fades
Hey, hey are you that little
when the thugs cry)
Are you ready, ready?
We keepin' the lights on at Ruthless and I ain't fuckin' the boss, lookin' at me sexy.
Take your clothes
call my shit Patricia
Young Money militia, and I am the commissioner
You don't want start Weezy, 'cause the F is for Finisher
So misunderstood, but
on a
Plane i'm standing on a street and
All of a sudden I'm
Surrounded by French police and they are
Saying: "We are sorry madame, but we
Are going to have
and lingered, the ring slipped my finger
And drifted down the deepening cool
And all that I want is to fall in your shallows
And now we are wed, the water
go by the name of Andre 3000, right
And we hail from a place called like Stankonia, GA, right
You know right now everyone wants to be from space
This goes out to all the
Young killers on the frontline
We ain't forgot about you, homie
Damn, you been away from the hood too long
A lot of things
tellin you, ya know?)
[Verse 1]
Aiyyo
Never in a million years I'll imagine I'll get my thrills
By listening to squeals of PJ wheels
As we land I duck
tell your friend to go and bring a friend
We make it fast like Ramadan, young phenomenon
The mini-me's become enemies
'Cause I don't let them close,
We've watched them leaving
Seen their ragged flight
Children of the jungle, mothers of the night
A boy of ten by the roadside lies
Hears his future
how you made it
Just to keep it oblique
We're both high high high, high high on lemon sips
We're all suh-suh-suh sucked-in-by parlour tricks
Oh
how you made it
Just to keep it oblique
We're both high high high, high high on lemon sips
We're all suh-suh-suh sucked-in-by parlour tricks
Oh
and let your mind be free
And by the way welcome to the party
Uh uh excuse me Mr. Kid Rock (what's up?) can I do my thing
Uh, can I have a little something
And everything is to the back with a little slack
'Cause inside-out its wiggida wiggida wiggida wack
I come stompin' with somethin' pump to keep you jumpin'
R
Short that's so fake because I rap so long
Other rappers hear pop I put funk in this song
Young tender on the floor wiggle it all
Homeboy keeps telling
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