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Day by day, you got me in my feelings
In my feelings, in my feelings
Only you, just only you, babe, only you
There ain't nobody else but you
Who
much too much emotion
To hold it in your hand.
They've got waves out on the ocean,
They're gonna wear away the land,
Somebody line 'em up, line
or related to thugz I'm guilty
[Chorus- Ja Rule][ x 2]
It's murda, we gon leave you in, nigga
Franchise gonna fill you wit lead, nigga
No more crying
get down, baby you and me, and I'm just gonna tell you baby, we can slide
Go through the ocean, we can ride, baby go through the motion
I'm trying
hold it down for them real ones
No idea why you love him
But some reason you feel him
Rock with me for a minute let me show you the real
Side to side
some crips
You gonna see me with some rips
Nigga it was lit
And i got a bad bitch who wanna pull up on this dick
And i know she on the broom
She aint
Guilty By Association
So you need a new car? let your fingers take a walk
through the business guide for the "born again" flock
you'll be
You against the slug
I’m finna win, I think it’s enough to spin
No matter that still rock the same old jeans
Won’t let my dream sleep on the triple beam
as you surpass the last of the rat pack and the hooks in your back slowly take up the slack
You return to the ocean, swim free at all corners of the map,
There's an ocean beyond your mind
Oh what's up my dear, I put a spell on you, oh yeah
You're loaded like a shotgun, I'm gonna trigger you, oh yeah
Shoo
driven by the disgusting niggas
So I welcome hate
Nothing gonna stop us now, you can't stop us
What you gonna do right now, you can't run
We need the boss
Molly rock, Molly water
Fucking that bitch, I fuck on her daughter
I caught me a K, you counting on quarters
Two hoes don’t know who is hotter
Two
Yeah, I'm Chinese and what?
Yeah, you know who this is, Jin
Let me tell you this
The days of the pork fried rice and the chicken wings coming
the potion
Weed smoking got me moving slow motion like we floatin on relax ocean
All my peeps who feel high
Dont want you darkin shades, there's to much
the potion
Weed smoking got me moving slow motion like we floatin on relax ocean
All my peeps who feel high
Dont want you darkin shades, there's to much
Did you hear about Peanut? He nutted up four police cars
He was raising hell
Took mace and a billy club to shut 'em up, well
Been sittin' here by
Y'all sit back relax get some popcorn man
I'm gonna make it a good show, you dig that
(Are you not entertained?)
This going make a hell of a movie huh
They can't get enough of it
Who do you think that you fuckin' with
Every verse celibate
Wait
I spit the heat keep the oven lit
I hit the beach tryna
got you out in the middle of nowhere now
Bitch who the fuck you gonna run to I'm here to trigger you in your interview
Talking about how men need
everybody tell them who we are||Chorus|Who dat, who dat, I. E., I. E.|Comin', comin', for all to see|We gonna rock this spot|We 'bout to tear shit up|Who dat,
knows
If it's night or day
But please don't put your life in the hands
Of a rock and roll band
Who'll throw it all away
I'm gonna start
thinking they my homies
If I never looked up that’s cuz homie you below me
I lay low always hanging by myself though
Why the fuck would I need somebody
states
What are you gonna be
Infected affected dyslexic skeptic
Disconnected just what
They we are you expected
Memorize thati before E, except after C
Set the frequency
For these emcees
Cause I'm never gonna run without Jam Master
And I don't care if you got a gun
Who gone blam faster
But really I'm
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