Lyrics:
make love
Like we're mad at each other girl
Baby makin' love
Like you tryin' to take me from my girl
Don't you make love
Like we're really tryin'
[Kool G. Rap]
Yo I come in the form of danger lurkin
Blastin the mad streets and merkin
Shot at strangers from out the Ranges and Suburbans
Curtains
the stars and bring you one back
(Whatever you want, you know that you'll get it, baby)
I'll walk through the sun for you (ooh)
'Cause there's something
Mannie Fresh playboy
I know you love these diamonds (they beautiful ha)
Nigga, how you love that?
All that stunting and fronting
It's all about them
run around with these SZAs (yeah)
I prefer to just stroll the park with this Chaka
Baby girl was just diggin' all in my pockets
I was going hard (by
to spend till his knees bend
Then the athlete's broke and his girl's in the wind
And my girl gets mad, cause I never spend time like I'm s'posed to
Plus I'm
, hold me please
And I'd beg and I'd plead, drop to knees
And I'd cry and I'd scream, "Baby, please don't leave"
Snatch the keys from your hand
I would
and Shanie in the mall
And I know you ain't fuckin' her
You fucked with me last night
That's my best friend and we don't get down like that
Yeah,
Damn, baby, I don't know if you dance or not
I'd love to see you on the pole
I don't know if you conservative, or if you're a freak
But I'd love
billions, what the fuck?
Have a baby by me baby, be a millionaire
I write the check before the baby comes, who the fuck cares?
I'm stanky rich, I'mma die
Cocaine dealer with the Z's and V's
Can't tell 'em nothin', so I say, "Whassup?"
They get mad, I don't give a fuck
I keep ridin', sidin', whippin'
your daughter cry
I apologize a trillion times
My baby's drama mama, don't like me
She be doing things like having them boys come from her
And so often the results are so sad
Losin' her skirt, don't even know what flirt means
So a baby's poppin' up with a baby at thirteen (damn)
A few
in the jeans she's wearing
I'm hooked and I can't stop staring
Oh baby, I wanna get wit'cha
And take your picture
My homeboys tried to warn me
But
stand by you
Won't let nobody hurt you
I'll stand by you
So if you're mad, get mad
Don't hold it all inside
Come on and talk to me now
Hey,
know that she be feeling me
[Baby Beesh]
She in love with a hustla, someone she could trust uh
Someone she could get down with, cause she don't mess
to start burpin'
I burp, burp and re-lick the bottom of the surface
I load in my clip in and told her, 'Don't get nervous'
I'm a Bang Bang Chiddy, bang,
Go twirl that girl
Burn it, baby don't burn it
Don't burn her world
Jester, check your jester
Don't let fire walk
In darkness
Lies imposter
Armed with
And ready for combat, I
Heavly heated, Weeded, Beat it, Need it, See it
Get it, Get it, Get it, Good, Don't get it missunderstood
My homey, Only homey,
M-E-T-H-O-D Man
Hey, you, get off my cloud
You don't know me and you don't know my style
Who be gettin' flam when they come to a jam?
Here I am, here I
like an Uzi
Nothin' can bruise me
Lyrics let up when lady
Say don't lose me
So reload quickly
And you better hit me
While I'm lettin'
This fifi get wit'
I'm givin' mad love, I'm snugglin' hugs
Strugglin' thugs, smugglin' drugs
Jugglin' jobs, guzzlin' jugs
So here's a toast to federal checks
Hetero
she's riding so high
Ought think twice, ought to do right by me baby
Before she gets to saying goodbye
Ought think twice, she ought to do right by me,
a bad thing caressing a fella gently
(What you doing with that?) Smashing her out
Cashing out, throw a baby bash in your mouth
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