Lyrics:
Stepping in the room
Grooving to the tunes bumping
Bass and drums to set the mood
Coming through with me and you
I could be your melody
While you
a daddy thing
And, hey, believe me, it works
Come on in, boy, sit on down
And tell me about yourself
So you like my daughter, do you now?
Yeah, we
radio on, baby
And I can tell you my love for you will still be strong
After the boys of summer have gone
I can see you
Your brown skin shinin' in
if you ain't got that pin number dummy, you can't call me
To hook up with Mix you gotta call that number
Then sit by the phone and wonder
Will he
you know, nothing but the Dog in me
You make love to me and I still act stingy
Oh should I pay you? You must be tripping
I didn't buy you and I sure
stop me, fucker
I'ma get mine and make you not me
Spit wine in your face if you watch me, bitch
And that's the only way we get down (we get down)
what got me where I am today
I can smell the death on the sheets
Covering me
I can't believe this is the end
I can hear those sad memories
Still
team, so you're losin'
Ay yo Dre, stick to producin'
Callin' me Arnold, but you been-a-dick
Eazy-E saw your ass and went in it quick
You got jealous
Got the classical flow
I'm back, here we go
My disc player ready 'cause I can't live without my stereo, believe me, I like it loud
You can feel
out
What do you think would happen if they'd followed me here now
Do you really think they'd let it go?
Well judging by your silence, the answer's no
u all in
A ride if i fly in a jet in my hood u
Need a chopper might get by
Wit a techya hear me
My young got the chopper once he turn
Around it's
hate the fact that I actually have the proof
But I just need you to believe
I'm talking the good, the bad, the ugly
I remember back in the day
I was
Cruiser the Beach Cruiser
Sliding through the streets on
My Black Beach Cruiser Beach Cruiser the Beach Cruiser
Aye bro you ain't gon believe
What happen
whole Bad Boy shit, we come to bring it to y'all niggas
Me, B.I., Puff, Lox, whoever, Black Rob
If you wanna dance, we dance (come on)
Now trick
(ayy)
I got the Glick with the lock (uh)
That lil' bitch still could go pop (uh)
You keep flexin' with that drop (uh)
Best believe you gon' get
on a new wave
I been wilding in these streets mamma but still remember everything you said to me
Don't believe these hoes they be lying through they teeth
a rhyme and change the whole subject
And still flow, and freak the whole public
It can't be done, especially by a crab MC
Who came out the crack rehab
You
I was never cool in school
I'm sure you don't remember me
And now it's been 10 years
I'm still wondering who to be
But I'd love to mix in
you, my love for you will still be strong
cfter the boys of summer have gone
I can see you
Your brown skin shining in the sun
You got your hair slicked
drivin' by your house
Though I know you're not at home
But I can see you-
Your brown skin shinin' in the sun
You got your hair combed back and your
the one to the three
I met a bad bitch last night in the D
Let me tell you how I made her leave with me
Conversation and Hennessy
I've been
yours
And believe me, I can't wait to get a hunnid more
Sorry I'm ventin', tryna cover ground
They said that in two weeks you're supposed to come in
up, rob em in the hood we starvin
You don’t want problems problem child
And why can't you be man enough
To tell me where you're comin' from
They say
all begins
Now he waiting in the wings and Porters calling out his name
Believe
You can fly you can sing
Take a leap spread your wings
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