Lyrics:
the timing right now the skies are blue
Chemistry out the ass, sex like fireworks
Never bothered by your past, I don't care who had it first
You been treated
up,
Thinking rap is just sex, sex, sex,
And more flesh, flesh, flesh,
Robbing your soul of its precious sensuousness
Most of these rappers are
know where the ones at
Baby just promise me if you go that you'll come back
[Outro: (x2)]
Believe me baby, Stevie baby
D-R-A-K-Eezzy baby
So do that
42 millimeter matte black series 2 apple watch on my left wrist yeah
2 inch play station buttons are tatted on my right wrist yeah
Meaning that life
I like the way that you dress up
But wear your Martens for me
I like that when I grab your hand
You tend to smile in your sleep
I like the way
bout da greatest
Hov is a just heaux & PAC still
Got da block
We’ll see who ready 2 pop
Cuz da Truman show bout 2 stop
And I ain’t just
much, have sex with me
Not right now, look you know I got the ex with me
She like fuck that, I don't care Dom
So selfish and that really isn't fair Dom
don't admire those who only preach what's bogus
Yea I like a drink or two, but you kids are a little crazy
Down a fifth of vodka, then pray y'all don't
the eyes, as I'm stroking
Let me make you mine, for this moment
I can't tell no lies, your sex is goated
Yeah
1,2,3,4,5, I got you rolling
Look me in
she gettin shoes with
The bag that matches
The only thing she gave me
I could wear are scratches
So now when I catch her out in NYC
I got a formula I
levitate
Sex tape, watch me penetrate, then I slap you on that ass with the resume
Yeah I'm leaving with the finer things,
Designer drawers and diamond rings
friend, sticks with me to the end
Thanks to him I'll never live on Ramen noodles again
And he's always by my side, every minute, every hour
Though it does
do the best you can
Wish I could freeze time
But you'll always be mine
So you two aren't even here yet and you're already inspiring me to be
hard, on the boulevard
Girl you got it bad, glad I'm not one
But yet you got it good, you are the hot one
But I'm Andre, Benjamin Andre to be exact
to get her might emit her, what you gone do? (wha?)
I tell you what, we won't be fallin for that one, two
Just kinky sex up off in the boom boom if she
{Go ahead den}
Yo eff rappers, I'm the hardest thing on two feet
Yo, listen to me, ya not zeen
{Well go ahead den}
[Kardinal Offishall]
Yo, my rhymes
a metal box to imitate security there's a blue sky over me but the fear is on me.
In a place where ball games are strictly forbidden luxury two bedroomed
At my ten year reunion, like look at me now
Having good sex on the reg
New Tempur-Pedic, my bed
All of my lawyers are black
Shit is ironic as hell
on this
Tall can ma'am
Two thirty-two ounces
I'm on my wino swag
Uh D.I. hoppin'
Got me walking out with bags
Thrift store shopping got me
Poppin' them tags
Female intro
Lord Jazz Papi Hit me One Time and Make it Funky!
Bill Moyers
This Is Newark New Jersey One Of America's Inner Cities. inner City is
me that body
I'ma make your body mine
Step into my bedroom, honey
Ding, ding, ding
Round two is coming
Soon as we open up the door
I got my fingers in
on the bible in case she comes at me for libel
[Chorus 2]
cnd then there was Falaysha
You could say it was nice to meet her
I made my move to feed her
But I
over on the white hot sand
Here he come with some for me
Freshly taken from banana tree (one, two, three, four)
Banana man me want a ton
Give me
(right time)
When I get her imma' grab her by the wrist
Pull her close to me, hug her and tell her this...
[Chorus]
Baby you should let me love you,
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