Lyrics:
Tonight, let’s do something we ain’t never did before
Let’s make a movie girl
You can record me kissing your neck
Let’s make a movie girl
So, I can
the lights down, this record's going slower
Can't you see what it's doing to me
All I wanna be is by your side
I don't care if they cut my hair
All I wanna be
the lights down, this record's going slower
Can't you see what it's doing to me
All I wanna be is by your side
I don't care if they cut my hair
All I wanna be
is by your side
Shake me down you wanna put me on the ground
There's money in my pocket I won't make a sound
Run me over or pick a four leaf
to be is by your side
Shake me down you want to put me on the ground
There's money in my pocket I won't make a sound
Run me over or pick a four leaf
Baby go to bed
And put out the light
We both know
If we talk anymore
We are going to end up
In a great big fight
You can have your way again
own record label and put myself on blast
The album was independent, it was just for the streets
I sold a one thousand copies in my first fuckin' week
everybody to come
By exercisin' your mind to coincide as one
Then look around and see how packed the party starts to get
I draw a crowd, like
everybody to come
By exercisin' your mind to coincide as one
Then look around and see how packed the party starts to get
I draw a crowd, like
platinum, way before it happened
So that's why when you ship gold, you only sold aluminum
And now you wanna tell everybody I messed up your record
Break the record
For the
Falling in love with strangers
I walk the streets
Imagining the smile behind the mask
Don't bring your queen out early
Don't
The Butcher comin', nigga
I know you got your gun on you, nigga
Fuck you gon' do with that though?
Guns don't make you safe but I'm strapped
your thoughts progress
And drop your guard to the floor
And get caught in my net
Gotta confess this is all I possess
Until I'm called by death I'll
I saw him dancin' there by the record machine
I knew he must a been about seventeen
The beat was goin' strong
Playin' my favorite song
And I
only been mastered by a few
I take a half a million tapes sell 'em straight to you
All that shit niggas talking just cant be real
I dont need a record
Put my heart and my soul in this
Told myself no controlling this
Ooohh
First things first
Lemme set it straight if the records switch again
Then they
leg
I'm loving your passion
When it's time for action
Imma get the camera, press record, let's get to acting
Lay you on the mattress
We don't need no
the World to know you hard
So you puff Out ya chest and lose your damn mind
And put yourself at risk to lose ya life Well before your time
You think you got
walking
By myself but it is way more than It seems, cause I had a cold heart Until your love had
Warmed it up, like a cooking Stove top you put the fire
Ayo, what the fuck you think a record
By Pussycat Dolls featurin' Busta Rhymes is gon' sound like?
Okay (ahh), yeah (ahh)
Oh, we about to get it
the darkness, your knowledge: took!
So keep starin', soon you suddenly see a star
You better follow it 'cause it's the "R"
This is a lesson. If you're
I knew you was jealous from the day that I met you
I upset you, 'cause I get respect, I bet you
I'm even liked better by your niece and nephew
ain’t open up the doors but I still got my foot through
24. So no I do not require your advice on how I should move
25. Not affected by women not
by DJ Fresh, taught me to be hands on like a DJ set
Till this day I thank God that he said yes
God put your hands on him so he stay blessed
I save
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