Lyrics:
to me in my dreams
Is she taken? (Is she taken?) Is she mine? (Is she mine?)
Don't got time don't care, don't have two shits to give
Let me take you by
this a throat slashing
Your baby mama got no passion
Her best friend act old fashioned
Tell her take them panties off when she walk around my boat
back
And I live in the back of the jungle
Lions, tigers, bears, oh my
Hear the siren, walk up, [*gunshot* *gunshot*] drive by
Shooters, looters, federal
Who knew we would take it this far?
Everywhere that I try to go, she got a wanted poster with my face on it
Soon as I walk out the door, there it is
to catch Sea Breeze, I'm in the PV's
All chrome D3's, decked out TV's
CD's with crazy bass, keep my lady laced
Don't be fooled by the baby face
I hope ya
Jacobs bags
I can cop her a 2003
Make her smile when she sees Spre's
I can get you on CDs and DVDs
Take you to BB's and BCBG
I can get you in
on more than a nic' (yeah, bitch)
My Brooklyn bitch in the Garden, while we watchin' the Knicks (yeah-yeah)
Walk your bitch like a pit', dogshit by my hip
I've been crying all week since you've been gone
And as the tears roll out my eyes
Another happy young couples walks by
[Chorus]
Someone been
sigh
I will give to you
Warmth when winds grow colder
Youth as we grow older
'Till it all goes by
If you take my hand
We will own tomorrow
to me in my dreams
Is she taken, is she taken? Is she mine, is she mine?
Don't got, don't care, don't have two ish to give
Let me take you by the hand
cracker a day (what? Oh shit)
Girl, well, I heard the bitch was married to Tim
And started fucking with Trina
Well, I heard the bitch got hit by three
Yeah! Yeah! Slim Thugga!
I don't think they ready for this beat
We gon take them boys to Texas right quick
You know Tha Boss talk shit, walk
you rappers to take
Of the mask again
From one to ten, we pass the ten
Bumping Dead Prez cause I'm an African
I'm naughty by nature, raunchy by nature
all chafing at the bit,
(And) Mr Hamilton is arguing
With the boss down in the pit.
I can take anybody, (passion and commitment)
I can take anybody
Planted out in the mitten
Came out Chicago style
Wanna take you on a road trip
Til' we get tired with the song for a while
Prop your feet
And it wouldn't take a second 'fore
I had her on her back
Twiddlin with the bra strap
Threw on my Sillk CD
Cause "I wanna get freaky witchu!"
(freaky
Planted out in the mitten
Came out Chicago style
Wanna take you on a road trip
Til' we get tired with the song for a while
Prop your feet
would ever need I’m going to take you by my side
And love you tall, ‘til the world ends
Oh, but don’t you worry about a thing no, 'cause I got you here
all over
Faker faker
Phoney eyes masterpiece pulled over
Take life and hold you
Take soul eat bite chew CD
Sell dreams don't come true
One thought
of Ciroc
Crib on the water got LeBron up the block
Money ain't the thing baby welcome to the Mark
Diced pineapples talking diamonds by the jar
Bitch so
to life
The spark we have is true, and I'd set the world ablaze for you
Take, take my hand, let's take this world by storm
I want to walk the line with you
Take it back from the top
Everybody look at me, me (oh)
I walk in the door you start screaming (oh)
Come on everybody, what you here for? (Oh)
the cars, and the coffee take green
I might ride tha range wit tha Roley on the rocks
Or push a candy colored cutless wit a matchin' G Shock
When the, spot
major labels
The big studios who still give niggas favors
On the mixin' and mastering, puzzlin' and
Plastering the tracks together on tapes, C-D
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