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Speak to Jazze
Yea fly guy

I, I'm way fly than you
(That's right)
I'll take your from you
(That's right)
Now she wanna all night with me
(She wanna wake up with F, baby)
Let me be the one you roll into
(Throw it back ma, throw it back, throw it back, it back ma)
Baby, I'd like to spend the of my night with you
(So how 'bout So how 'bout you?)

I'll take your bitch give her back, take your again
because you throw a 5, I pitch a 10
Now she get inside of my '66
She see that my is blue and yellow like Michigan
She say she love her man, she him
But nobody do it than her distant dick, me
I'm her long pimp
I land my bitches wait for me on the strip, yup

And I don't lie, I
I'm the one who turn that orange vest to a dress
dress to impress though, gotta stay clean
Plus in a Lex 4
She with me, you expect? I live to be fly to death
the Bird Man junior, sincerely yours
When it rains it pours, when it rain it
Jazze,

I, I'm way more fly you
(That's right)
I'll take your dime you
(That's right)
Now she spend all night with me
(She wake up with Weezy F, baby)
Let me be the one that you roll too
(Throw it ma, throw it back, throw it back, throw it back ma)
Baby, I'd like to spend the of my night with you, baby
(So how 'bout you? So how you?)

Now why you go do that?
I can see through
Tattoo right there, like I view that
Girl, what Say wait, who that?
Bet he was lame, bet he not Wayne, no
I'm way more flyer
Have you hangin' 'round a bunch of yayo buyers,
And not a day go by us
We don't get than the telephone wires

Cut your telephone off, we ridin' where phones roam
They even come on
You're far from home so it alone
You with the king of the throne
You sleepin' in a tee and a thong, with your in a pony
I got no blinds, we can stare at the morning, yup
But I can't be all mornin'
I'm a pimp baby, I'm going, going,

I, I'm way fly than you
(That's right)
I'll take your from you
(That's right)
Now she wanna all night with me
(She wake up with Weezy F, baby)
Let me be the one you roll with too
(Throw it back ma, it back, throw it back, throw it back ma)
Baby, I'd like to spend the rest of my night you
(So how you? So how 'bout you?)

I'm I was groovin'
Gotta love that laid back mannie music
But let's get back to what we was
Laid back in that black on Ewing's
That's 33 weak tires, he
These streets papaya ma
You gotta keep on your side 2 must
So I'm a get 3 and cop you one, wait

Naw hun 'coz you exempt
If your ass ever trip, give you a clip, yea
But I love the way your jeans suck in hip
And you walk kinda mean how you strut a dip
And you talk kinda clean and you your lips
But I can't for you 'coz I stick to the script, yup
I said "I stick to my grip, I stick to my money, life to me
honey, Jazze"

I, I'm way fly than you
(That's right)
I'll your dime from you
(That's right)
Now she wanna spend all night me
(She wanna up with Weezy F, baby, damn)
Let me be the one you roll with too
(Throw it back ma, throw it back, throw it back, throw it ma)
Baby, I'd to spend the rest of my night with you
(So how you? So how 'bout you?)

So how you?
So how you?

See what I'm talking sweet heart
You ain't gotta have John Madden
You ain't gotta have Dick Vitale, you ain't gotta Lee
You ain't gotta have Stuart Scott, you ain't gotta have Linda
Know what I'm 'bout?
You ain't gotta the staff of ESPN
You ain't gotta have the ABC staff just to speak baby
'Coz I got sweetheart

Just fuck with your boy and I'll get you a
What you me to put on the bag?
Daddy's little girl, that's
what I'm talking 'bout?
See I can't give you the game but I can show you the
And you can see what you see and how you peek
And see you get
what I'm talking 'bout?