kiss her, damn To be so skinny, baby girl had a nice round ass I used to stay two steps behind her while I walked her to class Back in school, a nigga
Ann Mason Well, Bobby knew her hist'ry, Bobby knew her French Bobby knew how to keep the boys in suspense She'd tease with a touch, she'd tease with a
Drop n roll [Paul Wall:] Hey baby hot like a fry pan, walk by heads turn like a ceilin fan, Fly here do she'll chu a chu, cum here boo tell a playa watta
me so evil could not touch I don't lie no more and I'm haunted when I fuck Wealthy niggaz with a conscience, yeah, you know what's up The wires across and it's breeding a
smile, then flash the wrist Diamonds get them pissy when it's stashed like this On a flash like this, according to the script Hoes do the choosin', a
retarted Cause u late 4 da class U can't learn off me U can't touch my swagg (Chorus:) G g g g go head and (x4) Won't tell a soul so jump up out yo clothes I won't tell a
were blue In the middle of the pouring rain Everybody was happy, energy shining down on me Yeah, I've got a first-class ticket, been as good as a boy
, he's been given the right To structure lives overnight Now I know life's true path Tanks and guns, that'll be a laugh No, not me, I'm a mega civilian
nigga have ya ass dumb cheeeezing and sex is a reason put a sock in it cause ya cant help screaming im a cold hearted nigga but im steaming like a demon
you wakin' up swollen I'm feelin' you Luda', smokin' my Buddha, coochie recruiter Comin' at the fatty in a platinum Caddy so back it up fast Hit it a hour and a
Push Weight" with Ice Cube's in a cup (AmeriKKKa's) Most Wanted Police pin it up (Alaza an a) Thug passion brotha what Bloatin gettin a girl preganant Off a
Weight with Ice Cube's in a cup Amerikkka's Most Wanted, police pin it up, [Incomprehensible] Thug passion brotha what, bloatin' gettin' a girl pregnant Off a
ya granddaddy music, it's hip-hop Comin' through your woofer like a mute kit Hundred thousand watts on some bullshit I blackout eclipse wit the semi bust a full clip, clap out Touch
Ain't no way to stop a man in love Now what'Il you do about me All you wanted was a one-night stand The fire of the wine and the touch of a man But I
it's a Bentley, to me it's a toy I'm like a pimp boy I ride spinners boy I'm hopping out with 3000 dollar tennis boy come take a look at me I'm off the
a hold up traffic to touch her ass type of tic Lunatic, that's what I am that's what I said I am I'm try'n to be a millionaire I bet I am, I bet I am
It's a Midwest thang y'all And ain't got a clue (Ain't got a clue) Why my cutlass blue And I got them thangs on that motherfucker too It's a Midwest swang
me Now the time plays back so everyone could look at me From the A to hills up in Beverly He's so fly that he knows how to carry me First class when