Lyrics:
Shorty cause I want you
Ooh I wanna show you, Ooh how I'ma shake it on you
I'm a tell you my thoughts mami then you can tell me,
Huh, what you think
in them panties, I got this bitch speakin Spanish
I'm mannish - get yo' nails out my back
Slut I'm bout to nut and get up, go scrub yo' cat
Learn
got my back from now on till the end, hoe!
My boys kicked in your damn front door
My boys rolled through in a Lac, 4-door
My boys might even pull a 44
City sidewalks, busy sidewalks
Dressed in holiday style
In the air there's the feeling of Christmas
People passing, children laughing
And for mile
Back by poular deman, it's magic
Dedicated (yeah)
When Carlito was dying
He see the shadow of his girl dancing with the baby
Like fuck it,
Mama, do you see what I see
On your knees and pray for me
Mathilde's come back to me
Charley, don't want another beer
Tonight I'm gonna drink my
join in
Singing the songs that bring back memories
Of a time when life seemed more simple at the end of the day
And families come together bonded by
fall
I put elbows on the 'lac
I push that bitch to the max
Presidential gold Rollie with the white house in the back
Used to pray in the night
join in
Singing the songs that bring back memories
Of a time when life seemed more simple at the end of the day
And families come together bonded by
So don't be fooled by the rocks that I got, they're assets
You get back what you put out
Even if you take the good route
Can't count the hood out
Come to the cabaret.
And as for me,
As for me
I made my mind up, back in Chelsea,
When I go, I'm going like Elsie
Start by admitting from cradle
breakfast still couldn't get up
Back in bed look up that's my what's up
Hit the shower for less than a hour
Black soap on rag
as I creep out the shower
made this pair
J'me left'm overwhelmed by nettles
By the brambles of this bitch of living
My illusions overlook the courtyard
But in the suburb
made this pair
J'me left'm overwhelmed by nettles
By the brambles of this bitch of living
My illusions overlook the courtyard
But in the suburb
SPOKEN: Now I should like to sing you a new song that I wrote only just last
year when I was having a holiday on the Island of Capri. Each
evening I
in them panties, I got this bitch speakin Spanish
I'm mannish - get yo' nails out my back
Slut I'm bout to nut and get up, go scrub yo' cat
Learn
Cadillac, Cadillac
My Cadillac, Cadillac
You're in my Cadillac, Cadillac
My Cadillac, Cadillac
Cadillac lac
You got a diamond in the front and the back
When
Ridin' down the block in a 'Lac
Got a Glock in my lap
As I holler "Where you at?"
No fear of attack
Because I know his peers ain't got his back
Back to school with so much learnt
From the summer holiday when my lungs got burnt
Back in the classroom learning PI all the time
Yes yes teacher
When it was time for us to re-up, make us multi-million-ires
J-j-jeah
(And more, much more than this, I did it my way)
Yeah, in my lifetime
I
money goes
Bankteller gonna check the funds
Back and forth like he ain't got the runs
That's here my lifestyle
Baby I do this shit for fun
Let's do this
K I'm talkin' Ray J
Makin' love to money on da interstate
Can't keep my hands off her we on a dinner date
I'm makin' love to my money shawty keep
Trying to get up to come down
Got that playa shit by the pound
The gold with the lacs and the crown
Make it where them hoes come around
Trying
Flashin' back on how my mans is gone
K.B. forever in my memory
I spill some Henny then I keep it moving
Yo, do our thing, hold it down, we got this,
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