Lyrics:
we sexed I wished that he was someone else
That dude that approached me at the bar the other night
That be the mister right and hot enough to melt
to
You got me so moist
Moist
When you touch my spot, got me burning so hot
Baby take it down 'fore I get up on top
Moist put your face down there while
at the dance hall, take it to the damn stalls
Trade these beads for their bra
So-co in my canteen, got girls jumpin' on a trampoline
Two men bound by the law
mil' as we speak (yeah)
Like snow to the 6ix, like sand to the beach
She wanna bring her friend, girl, I got no backseat, fuck (ooh)
Back in America,
I'm incredible I mix up shit like cake mix
Keep it blazin hot rhymes burn to keep you frost bit
MC's is assed out cause they lost it
Peep my
JB's, Mr. On, Double O. Loose. JB's
What ya got
Breathe, don't stop
Come on, let's make it hot [Repeat: x 4]
Jump aboard if you're ready
you have any idea what you starting girl
You got me tingiling, come to me mingiling
Steppin off lookin bootylicious and jingiling
When you walk, I see
at the dance hall, take it to the damn stalls
Trade these beads for their bra
So-co in my canteen, got girls jumpin' on a trampoline
Two men bound by the law
I got a penthouse in Manhattan
Two more in Malibu
I bought a '87 Cadillac Seville
Girl, got a Maserati too
I wear diamonds on my fingers
I got
inside I turn girls into slip n' slides
It's a flood in your heart love
Girl let me pop up in your hot tub
Every night every day
Sippin' on a different
(You're a big girl now)
Fully grown with your hormones now
Got your own home and you alone
Wanna bone, wanna moan, get your back blown out
(No
It's cost me a lot
But there's one thing that I've got
It's my man
Cold and wet, tired you bet
But all that I soon forget
With my man
He's
the punch
'Spose to meet your girl but you packed a lunch
No D to the U to the G for you
Got a son on the way by the name of Bamboo
Got a little baby
Jerz!
The girl like, Strong Isle (oh they wild)
The girl like, Connecticut
Yo they get them, they need to get more shout-outs up there, word up
"To
)
Hey DJ (on the request line girl)
Play the record by my favorite band
I like to hear my favorite song on the radio
So I called and requested
Sexy, hot, I love your style girl, put it on me
Brian and Tony Gold let the ladies know, they got it goin' on
Uh Shaggy
Hey sexy lady, I like
eyes were meeting mine
Skinny dippin' and whisky chasin'
Baby girl you got my heart racing
Parked by the side of the lake in my pickup truck
And I want
a superstar chick
This is superstar dick
Girl, how could you not taste it?
That's a little egotistic
My amigos be hocking in Toledo
Niggas winning off me, it's
like Beyonce
I done forgot about fiance, blowin' smoke up in the air
Table dances by my chair
Get something now
I'm hot from New Orleans
Weezy F
Were I getting so High on That
Blunt not messing with Yo’ Nigga’s
And My Attitude is so crazy when
Comes I'd like to do something
With that hot Girl
as hell surrounded by bombshells
Careful as I get near'em, stand near and compare 'em
Or all girl heir 'em, I'm the man with the serum
Assets,
In a feeling of desire by the fireplace
Love bandit, I'm makin' it clear
See ya later, gator, I'm gettin' outta here, yeah
Bet you got a chick
they can't see us
I know I got you hot, now let me in
You in the club or the car, wherever you are
Run and tell the DJ, run it back on replay
In
Hot Spitta got a flow so proper
All these girls watchin me like soap operas
Money, drugs, bitches, liquor
Money, drugs, bitches, liquor
Money, drugs,
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