Lyrics:
girl walkin through my hood if she's lookin good
And if she's somethin fine, I'll be humpin hind
Let's get it on, ain't nuthin wrong, with a little
into queens, it's a toss-up
I hope when you need somethin' that won't be
The only time that you call me
You know i know that God is in all us
If I can
Like Chief said if you half steppin' (what?)
Lil Three tote somethin' that'll eat you up
And the casket ain't shi
And them hoes in the cemetery be deep
Do it for my brothers yeah I do it cause I'm real
And I don't fuck with just anybody
Why you actin why you talkin, like a bigger body
Why you make it
can't tell ya
Had so many afraid I'd be a mothafuckin' faliure
Real niggaz got a have top rankin'
I hooked up with 3 more niggaz and started makin'
Funky
her
When it's over she'll be the undertaker, killed that
Your body's shakin' girl, I feel that
It's mine forever we grind together
And when you put
her
When it's over she'll be the undertaker, killed that
Your body's shakin' girl, I feel that
It's mine forever we grind together
And when you put
look good today"
But what about yesterday? Like
What are you talking about?
"Oh, you look real nice today" (Nah, yeah)
There's only one day, by the way
to twerk to
So I made the perfect beat for her to work to
Work
She be in between all the beats like
Commercials
Bring it around like circles
Your real real
When my eyes connected with somethin' real real nice
Like she finished her drink and started chewin' on my ice
Her smile was bananas, teeth was pearly
dark skin look back oh shit
Hold up
What was I sayin though
I be on the road so I stay alone
Maybe when the shit cool down we could be somethin
Hit my
came to me
Always felt somebody watching over me, thankfully
I love to show the love to those who only show the hate for me
Dropped somethin' light real
alibi ain't gone work
Ain't it somethin' how them niggas from out that three be doin' that dirt?
Score a quarter from oh-oh, rock it up by four-four
girl walkin through my hood if she's lookin good
And if she's somethin fine, I'll be humpin hind
Let's get it on, ain't nuthin wrong, with a little
to make a mutha-fuckin' field
Every fuckin' word you say has gotta be real
I hate you really feel that way (you know the business)
A little somethin' for
wanna get fucked up (what you say? What you say?)
I popped by the ice cream shop top cop somethin', pop somethin'
Ya heard me? Where's Serv-B? Nigga,
the Wild,
Yellow tape style, bound to make the nine growl,
Bodies found in the dumpster, by the youngsters,
Shouldn't trust a, Uptown head buster
Chorus
I know you want me
When you winding yo body so slow
You feeling somethin’
Got ta be something baby
Know it it ain’t nothin’
Love the way that you
Track 4 "270 Somethin'"
Parody of Mark Wills' "19 Somethin'" by Mark Wills
Enjoy
Woo
You know a man does have to eat him somethin'
I love
about now
You're about to be possessed
By the sounds of emcee Rob Base and DJ E-Z Rock
Hit it
It takes two to make a thing go right
It takes two
to show and prove
That you gonna be real with me
No bullshittin' me
The way I be livin my life with nothin
Gotta make somethin from nothin to somethin
The Seven Wonders of the World
And I can make you the eighth
If you wanna be my girl
When I say my girl, I don't mean my woman
That ain't my style
Need a real
meat, she take it down real deep
'Til her body feel weak, then I'm fallin asleep
See I ain't talkin 'bout these pre-madonna b****es you meet
I need
the pussy like a janky friend who broke somethin', fuck it up and leave it
She wanna be 31, gotta stamp it up in ink
She like forty-two, I'm just like you
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