, body drop, it wasn't me Tell the cops it wasn't me, you saw me right? It wasn't me It's not my M.O., see me I make it stretch Get in the way I'll put
you, 'cause you freaky with the dope clothes Drop it to the flo', let it go when you roll slow And I love it, when I hit it from the back And you get
I woke up in Atlanta No, it was St. Louie, Missou Still wearing the T-shirt I slept in I'm still thinkin' 'bout you If ever I needed Miami Beach It
neighbors are kind of nosy Comfy, cosy, now off with the clothes-y Can I get a witness? Betta fitness Baby, we can do it, take your time, do it right
are kind of nosy Comfy, cosy, now off with the clothes-y Can I get a witness Betta fitness. Baby, we can do it Take your time, do it right Mmm,
, ooh ee It's that million dollar bash Well, I'm hittin' it too hard My stones won't take I get up in the mornin' But it's too early to wake First it
's so hard to understand Take your partner by the hand Mona in the promised land Take your partner by the hand Keep it simple if you can Take your partner
Dream so vivid that I had to tell it We got busy, girl, I woke up sweatin If we did it girl you won't regret it And if we never did then I'm still happy
you gotta do it over Like it's rehearsal for a tootsie commercial How many licks does it take Till you get to the center of the? How many licks does it take
Yeah aiyyo it's poison Ecstasy, coke, you say it's love, it is poison Schools where I learned they should be burned, it is poison Physicians prescriptin
a Range Rover (C'mon) Street sweeper baby, cocked ready to let it go (Hot shit!) Shimmy shimmy cocoa what? Listen to it pound Light it up and take a puff, pass it
it back, just to go inside She thinking Felic, I'm thinking wanksta Feenin' lemon pepper, I got my thing cocked Black Bat Mobile, it's only new Ferrari It
' flash backs of our eye contact Wish I could lay ya on your stomach and caress your back I would hold ya in my arms and ease your fears I can't believe it
put Queens on it Put cream on it, Q.B. we rep often Take over your party, slamdance witcha hood Took your ladies back to the projects with us Then sent her {ass} back
it all The phone got knocked off the hook And twenty seconds later, I heard a familiar voice And you know what it said? I'll tell ya what it said! It
m tearin' up my return flight ticket Gonna tell the folks back here where they can stick 'Cause I'm never goin' back I'm never goin' back, I'm never goin' back The girls back
the kaiser It's the eye of the tiger It's the thrill of one bite It's the cream of the fight
strong enough Plus ya don't stay in the studio long enough I make hits while y'all stay hatin' and take bricks Had it locked 'til I came in the club, take