Lyrics:
boy in a rut
Fill up my glass
Roll up this gas
Baby girl whats up
I ain't tryna be rude
Baby girl what's the move
Cause ya boy tryna cut
I wasn't gone
jel
They wish they had it like you girl
All they could do is just wish for it
Wait by the clock for 11:11
And when it comes then they just wish for it
space
Lip Lockin
Babygirl just get out my face
I need a minute and a moment
Might just turn to a month
Of solitude
Don't be rude
I know i'm being so
Lemme take you out girl, let me take you for a ride
Lemme take you out girl, come with me and get high
Lemme take you out girl, glad that you on my
that's by my side
So hop in the whip, girl lets take a ride
Said she wanna come to the Southside
Said she wanna come live her best life
Baby girl you know
with u girl no be lie
Baby you're my ride or die
I'll never leave ur side
Day and night am by your side
Am stuck with u girl no be lie
Baby you're my
fellas
The more you give em rude
You know the More
They like the record
So when I'm in the mood
I give em hell I give em tekkers
Yeah
Grown ass girl
Get
life
I'm so hard, yeah, yeah, yeah, I'm so hard
Come here, rude boy, boy, can you get it up?
Come here rude boy, boy, is you big enough?
Take it, take
Hook
I think I’m losing my mind, thinking about you
Gave you half of what was mine,
And now you being rude
You wanna leave me, you told me I never
seven, that's six plus one
Now any way you count Lord Jamar will amount to be
A tower, so yo, knowledge my power
As I conclude, to girls I won't be rude
I seen a good girl gone bad for the money
I seen a good girl gone bad off the drugs
I seen a good girl do a lot of things she ain't proud of
But I
Hands up
Geek Down
Lights out
We Freak Now
Baby girl dance
Baby girl dance
Big Calvy Style in the spot
With the baggy pants
Baby girl dance
Baby girl
a baby just by how a nigga feeling/
I don't have no problem I'm a motherfuck'n villain
Tell em come n get me, nigga I be chill'n/
I switch up the style
love u baby
I've Neva seen a girl so fat
I don't wanna be rude to your girl
But I'm acting like a groupie
You make me wanna
Again acting like
cool by body like reefer
Come close sexy Jamaica
The way you whine your body with ease
Girl I think ama
Roll roll roll roll roll like a rollercoaster
We drink on, we drink on, we drink on
And get by
Well, she don't care too much for vegetables
And she hates rude American men
Questions if I'm balding
Damn girl, you got a tattoo right there
I like that, ooh shit, sexy than a motherfucker
Can I kiss that
Is it on your chest (uh huh)
Is it
Cover much ground, has got game by the pound
Getting paid is a forte
Each and every day, true player way
I can't get her out of my mind, what?
I think
another planet
Girl, I can see it by the way that you walk
You can hear the money in the way that I talk
Is you in love with me or you in love with my
There's girls who look like guys
And they got the thighs that real girls have
But we're talking about eyes
They got Congenital Adrenal Hyperplasia
nigga miss it
And umm I can't get enough of it uh uh
What ima do what ah girl like you mean attitude
But you got manners you ain't rude religion type
seven, that's six plus one
Now any way you count Lord Jamar will amount to be
A tower, so yo, knowledge my power
As I conclude, to girls I won't be rude
grounds, got game by the pound
Getting paid is her forte
Each and every day, true player way
I can't get her out of my mind (wow)
I think about the girl
right guy by your side)
There ain’t no one else in sight, who can fortify and do it right
Girl you gotta test if he can vibe, and if he can’t I’ll hold
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