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