Lyrics:
need drugs?, here take it, I got more for ya'
Need dope?
On dope?
Got a bitch, wanna fuck on dope
On dope
On dope
No fake love, I don't need it no more
I
lookin' babe
Boy this all for you, just walk my way
Just tell me how it's lookin' babe, just tell me how it's lookin' babe
I do this all for you baby
ya kingdom
Body bags for no reason
Young shit, blunts lit, slurring off of the Seagram's
Hell with it, creep through the shadows
Eyes wide open,
[Hook x2]
Bia Bia, why ya actin' like a - like a
Bia Bia, why ya fussin' like a - like a
Bia Bia, why ya lookin' like a - like a
Bia Bia, why ya
of the recent past
Aw, ya know I want to take you to the spaceship races
Watch 'em do a few laps around the sun
But if you don't go in for far-off places
for my chessit and my rose
Come here shorty, hey
Girl you're lookin' fine
I heard your searchin' for a real love
And I'm really Ginuwine
I come to move
exciting
We're making smores by the campfire
Camp flog gnaw, golf wang summer
Sat by the fire, do witness gentle
Transformation cease to be mindless
Your lyrics are incorrect, so you step to me
Lookin' for the key to release that first piece
Three times two is six, Pete is one-three
I'm the other
from Germantown
We did ride
We made our bed sir from the rock on the mountainside
We been blowin' around from town to town
Lookin' for a place
a nigga cause a nigga turned major
And got a little bit of money and a pager
Searchin my car, lookin' for a product
Thinkin' every thug nigga is sellin'
still alive, you're lookin' like a saint"
Down the hallway footsteps were comin' for the Jack of Hearts
The backstage manager was pacing all around by
with me
By the looks I got ya shook up and scared of me
Buckle your seat belt, it's time for takeoff
I don't think you're ready for this jelly
I
the way down to Memphis
Got a room at the YMCA
For the next three weeks I went huntin' them nights
Just lookin' for a place to play
Well, I thought my
a Rover, ducked in them rows meetin' quotas
Shorty bipolar, load her by cock I tried to told ya
When movin' the wrong direction ain't no flesh and then
think you're ready for this
'Cause my body too bootylicious for ya, babe
I don't think you're ready for this jelly
I don't think you're ready for
think you're ready for this
'Cause my body too bootylicious for ya, babe
I don't think you're ready for this jelly
I don't think you're ready for
by my face
[Chorus: Mystikal]
Somebody said that you were lookin' for me
Somebody said that you were lookin' for me
Somebody said that you were
come up here (uh)
(One two, one two, what's happening, fool?) Come right here, this is for you, come on up
I done been through a whole lot (Kendrick
[Originally by 50 Cent]
No shorty, it's Beyonce,
We gonna' party like, it's ya birthday,
We gettin' naughty like, it's ya birthday
So put ya drink
with me
By the looks I got ya shook up and scared of me
Buckle your seat belt, it's time for takeoff
I don't think you're ready for this jelly
I
the way down to Memphis
Got a room at the YMCA
For the next three weeks I went huntin' them nights
Just lookin' for a place to play
Well, I thought my
ya, why don't ya
Live close by, visit often
That'll work, that'll work for me
Live close by, visit often
Save us both a lot of misery
Won't ya
the way down to Memphis
Got a room at the YMCA
For the next three weeks I went huntin' them nights
Just lookin' for a place to play
Well, I thought my
all the way down to Memphis
Got a room at the YMCA
And for the next three weeks I went huntin' them nights
Just lookin' for a place to play
Well, I
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