Lyrics:
feel the same way
Big Phil
This for you pimpin'
Ooh (hey) I've been travelin' on this road too long (too long)
Just trying to find my way back home
hips
Lookin' kind of slick cause ya kickin' it with the glass slips
Love ya style, and ya smile, on a child
And even though ya buck wild
Cause I'm
what you about
Call you for breakfast to get you out
And see if you just some eyes without a face
Let me see ya crib - take me to ya place
I wanna show
time for that, besides, Young And The Restless is kinda wack
Plus that's that time you can be in the gym,
gettin' ya legs tight, gettin' ya head right
face for?
I told you dudes, I can't save ya
What the frigg is with this strange behavior?
Strange behavior
Seems like the planet gone mad
What you
the life you got
You know what I'm sayin?
Stop lookin' at what you ain't got
And start being thankful for what you do got
Let's give it to 'em baby girl,
It's for yourself, that's important
If your stripper name "Porscha" and you get tips from many men
Then your fat friend, her nickname is "Minivan"
savior, it's not in my nature
I'm a rebel, always lookin' for the danger
This your disclaimer, don't copy my behavior
Fashion killer, yeah, I'm sharp like
out and called up the homeboy Snoop (What happenin' nephew?)
Oh, nothin' just called, lookin' for some women who can fondle my balls
(Well you hit
timeless
No doubt, you gon' have to listen and rewind this
Sold out, shows full of hoes keep me mindless
Mixin' up my potion for success, I'm
and live
Knowing It's really a lie
Beg for some pussy as soon as we stepping outside
Y'all really want me to slide?
I ain't ya typical guy
On the rise
I like
tonight
Is 5 foot 5, brown eyes lookin' back at mine
Like we could do some damage
I got a real bad habit of breaking hearts
You got real good heart for
your persona and it's
Makin' wanna take ya to California
Can you get away?
I flirt ya down for the evenin' we can go to
The beach and we can jet on some
move my arms
Ran my bands up, copped a foreign
I got the bando jumpin' like Jordan
I do them random bitches for fun
I'm smokin' loud these days by
(feat. Beanie Sigel, Jay-Z)
[Freeway]
Man if I get rocked, this shit for my kids nigga
It's that real shit...
[female singer, repeated throughout
Chorus:
Change around the words that you say,
to suit me fine.
Maxi Jazz:
Predictable behavior
I crave ya
I'm driving y'all
My own is living
her boyfriend up (oh no)
What's a plan without the Plan B?
We can meet up at the hutter house for the tiki
So stand by like a buddy pass
While I
suprised
I ain't trippin', listen good to my reply
Come here lil' man, let me talk with ya'
See if I can paint for you the larger picture
Congrats 'cause
For me and my crew only pay per view
Caterpillar or electric boogie
They call me walkwalla crunk when I wookie
So crazy with the ill behavior
Fresh
let me see everybody do this
Hey! Let's go! (Hey)
Snap ya fingers, do ya step
You can do it all by yo' self
Let me see you do it (ayy)
Let me see
said "yo, what's for sale"
And the bitch came out with a bag of ya-yo
She made the drop and got the 20 dollars
From a smoked out fool with ring around
the young 2 ones TLC's and all the DPG's
Down for whatever who eva wanna see me now
You lookin like me i guess you wanna be me now
It take a hole lot to be
through the rubble
Yo, we ain't lookin for trouble
I's just tryin to get to the other end, I never been
maybe then I can tell my friends how it is, I been
a savior
I was born a prodigy, but this is mindless behavior
They tried to call me a mute, all of a sudden went silent
I always proved I was cold, they tried
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