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way you make me feel)
You really turn me on
(You really turn me on)
You knock me off of my feet
(You knock me off of my feet)
My lonely days are

you are the reason there's bass in my boom
(Oh you) you are the reason I'm high

If you and I were just ten feet closer
Then I'd make you understand

were standing in the stream
Water running by our feet
Don't do it to me

We split up at five months
I'm seeing it strong this wall paper in our bedroom

Rewind the clip
Yeah, I'll start by taking back
It's Spring of '17
Sitting shotgun there in my car
You said celebrities are sad, no matter how big or small

chillin' in California, smokin' on sativa
Got a couple bitches sippin' margaritas
That bitch bad, but her friends too
Tryna take them both to my bedroom

I'm

out, yeah my gun takes dome
Victims picked out, chase clout, then you gone
10 Years from now people bouta hit my phone
Same that doubt, say they proud

need a bib fork or little spoon
When we eye to thigh
Imma start to drool
Turn the bedroom to a private pool
Lift legs put dick all up into you
My baby so

of my life
X stand behind the mic like Walker Cronkite
Y'all keep the spotlight, I'm keeping my rhymes tight
Lose sight of what you believe and call it

X

Xzibit

Restless

2000

of my life
X stand behind the mic like Walker Cronkite
Y'all keep the spotlight, I'm keeping my rhymes tight
Lose sight of what you believe and call it

I don't wanna be 20-something
And still in my head about
17 in my bedroom talking
You said that by now we'd
I don't wanna come off too strongly
Paint

up when you can
Let's roll over to the stores while I look through all of them shoes man
Jesus Christ He the king of kings and he washed my feet

at a truck stop in Atlanta
Watching elves and reindeer getting laid of by Santa Claus
It's alright I'm back on my feet again

I'm back on my feet again

by the nuts and tried to take my sausage as a hostage
Ain't it obvious? Pretty much a no brainer, or should I say Cobainer?
That she's plain addicted

Let's take this back to the bedroom
Penetrate the mysteries
Rip off them fifties with my teeth, haphazardly
And bend you over like ballet traffic, girl

Go, go, go, go, go
She love molly she love ecstacy
Told that bitch get on her knees
I got racks all on my feet
To my head now I can't see
She love

The dim lit hall and the bedroom walls
That never felt so bare

Touchdown hometown safe and sound, my feet are on the ground
My head's still swimming in

a funfair
You were always something I could celebrate
Then you put me down too much and dug my grave
Six feet deep, ten feet wide
I'm falling like I levitate

X and Juice
I need some X and juice
Oh yeah yeah

It could have been us
Rubbing side by side from the shower to the bedroom noh
It could have been us

ready they ready we ready
We ready we ready

Rip jeans and my polo HCO be that logo
Wheat timbs not laced up nauti fresh by the boat load
Red head red

Going too fast
Ridin in the whip and her feet are on the dash
Diamonds on my baby yeah she got some fucking class
She gon twerk it on my dick yeah I

Girls Ain't Nothing But Trouble

DJ Jazzy Jeff & the Fresh Prince

Greatest Hits

1998

to her I said hello
She said: "Hey, you're kind of cute" I said: "Yes, I know, but...
By the way, sweetheart, what's your name?"
She said: "My friends

sticking around I'm just stopping by
Unless you gonna shop unless you gonna buy
First I swing my door yeah
Drop my four yeah
Used to pray five times a day

I got Lanvin on my feet
Ride with choppers on my seat
All my bitches bad as hell, they hair and nails and feet on fleek
Damn, them Addys got me

Looking atcha body with your clothes I'm peeling
Off your back, when I come now with my attack
10 outa 10 when it comes to the sack
Jigga jigga, J. Tee