Girl I to get
Have you ever been to Spain in the lane? Holdin' your playin' Betty Wright no pain, no gain? Let me show you wot your is made fo' Everything is on me it's all fo'
Bubble up, get in up And raise your level up, come on, on Put your heart in, I beg your I fly away my seat I gots to get
I've been thinking for the longest All blowing trees are on their wind Why you act like I be The only one for Yeah Girl I to get
And every time I try to away You put that ass on me and me stay I'm feeling so deceived You got me so confused, no I to get with you
Lay up and spend cheese, breeze Pop on the regular I toast to smokes, meet your kinfolks And try to get to ya
Good life the limelight, head south And get ya mind Sex so you can't believe it Later on we can have some kids, what it is
I'm not a player but I'm a man There's just some things you gotta Oh, girl you know I for you But sometimes you just put me so much (When I wanna get you) I gots to get
And I that if you get your way have me fiendin' for ya every day Your smile, kiss, your love it for me when I Girl I to get
Lay up and cheese, Malibu breeze Pop bottles on the I toast to smokes, meet your kinfolks And try to get to ya
Good life the limelight, head south And get ya right Sex so good you believe it Later on we can some kids, that's what it is
Now let the begin!
Next to you, your coupe My four door Bentley, that Dre sent me Millionaire club, and my wrist freeze Me and Jacob got a understandin', I don't cheese
And I don't see no rock on ya So my to you is, "Where's ya man?" She said he doing movies lately And Game you got a face Then she like Tracy
I don't chase 'em, I 'em Let 'em runaway, 'em come back like Mase She an ATL freak, she can A town But she never been on the beach
In Silk sheets and it feel good baby She back at me and said, "You so crazy" After that she me I asked her, "Who's is this?" And she out, "Jamie's"
And now I have put it all out on the line the deal and wave the hands of time Your king, my queen, a ring for you
Girl I be with you Any time, any Can I be you? Don't you know, some things
I just wanna be you Girl I'm still your man, girl I'm your man
Sex so good you can't it Later on we can have some kids, that's it is
Lay up and cheese, Malibu breeze Pop bottles on the I to good smokes, meet your kinfolks And try to get to ya life the limelight, head down south And get ya mind
Sex so good you believe it on we can have some kids, that's what it is
Any time, any Don't ya know, there's some Girl I'm still you man, I'm still your man