me is so worth the wait and Don't nobody put it down like you I'm just glad you came my way, so all that's left to say Is good lookin' out Laying here
the nigga was definitely flowin' I was ridin' shotgun, Donald and Hen in back Look through the tint recognized a jack Two brothers strolled up talkin' 'bout get out
it when I spit it fast, am I tryin' to show out? Let me slow it down some It's still gonna be a blow out You're gonna wanna throw out your whole album
gon' say, hey! Damn right, she got it good Hell yeah, she got it made Damn right, she got it good Hell yeah, she got it made I can make you everyday look
can phone sex Touch your own breast Call my phone; 804-335-0051 Songz Wanna hear you moan (Oh shit) - - - Aye, Ci Ci You lookin real good in that
Done a lot of lying, bought the places that I've been Done a lot of wildn' out, now it looks like it's the end 'Cuz I didn't think that you'd ever leave
future behind you Oh, damn, oh Girl I must admit I look amazing next to you Girl you crazy, sexy, cool and you stayed obsessed to school But thats good
behind you Oh, damn, oh Girl I must admit I look amazing next to you Girl you crazy, sexy, cool and you stayed obsessed to school But that's good, cause
, from the hood with good genes/ Who kick it in high heels, plenty tank tops, camoflague fatigues or thongs clear to the vision so you can see some good
ain't even gotsta feel to touch I got some niggaz on the inside to stick and seal you up It's all good for you out here, gettin yo mail But the minute
you say ohhhhh, let me hear you say ohhhhh ohhh Can you believe It? (2nd Verse) Styles P Big ass truck, brand new rims, tank top Yankee, tanned out Tims
go? I know the city gettin' ready for me I know the city gettin' ready (This goes out to the hardcore hip-hop) (Can't stop! Yooou can't stop!) (This goes out
Hit me when he's gone tell me that (fades) Calling shawty on the phone tryna figure out what's good Told me that you got and your body's up to no good
you need me) M holla what's good miss ride out Let these motherfuckers Know what we talk about Left lane, Yung Boss Get ya money we 'bout to turn the lights out
[Intro: Lil Phat] Ahh Shitt; Them Levi's Back... Them Levi's Back, And Now I Need A Cowboy Hat Lil Phat [Look, Look, Look] [Verse 1: Lil Phat] Air
me Live in effect yeah affect and live I like ya style mama, I'll just take it in stride Look in my eyes, do I look like the type of guy That run up
't stop till the break of dawn, break of dawn See ma it's an all out war I bet you leavin' wit your back sore 'Cause I got what you're lookin for Have
stomach's sick to, fur real, they grossed out 19's I come, 22's poke out Just to see when they roll out, I'm killin' the folks now His money just jingly
