[Kon Artis - Now out of all the in the place, you got me starin' at pretty face. And with that body I could say that u r the one, u r the one, u r the one, ooh oooh. by the way that you shake them hips, shakin' ass off in my dick. I get aroused by them lips cause u r the one, u r the one, we r the one can do.
And you wonder why I you everyday of the week, and have that breakin' on your line when you speak. And I can say that I'ma make you in a blink. You just for your behind and I'm ?, you a thug with your of friend, mud-wrestlin'. Sittin' in the with a mug and a cup of gin. See me for you when you win in a pen, see I hug you dirty. You me for flirtin'? You wanted me so suddenly, my a burden, but I jump a balcony, and how can I be hurtin'. I'm just wit you and it's workin'. Your friend's can't save you, they fakin' they nurses.
First time I saw you, up in guests, you the reason I use Federal Express. Shit, I don't be no packages. Naw, I'm dressers, lamps, and big matresses. I go crazy when I your odor. I want to pick you up, and take you to Pan-De-Rosa. and potatoes, whatever you want. I'll write just the buffet, my check then come. You care about D12, you don't know about Bizarre. All you that I'm weird and I wear a wonder-bra. fine, I just wanna make you mine. niggas say you a 3, I you a dime.
I the way yo' body grindin', gettin' all in my face. thing on your mind is which wallet to ?. Your ass looks so with your thong on your waist, built a stallion, you belong in a race. Get money by the barrel, King in the place. Movie and a dinner, as long as I wait. Hey, I ain't on ear off, talkin' dates. Got you dizzy of the crissy, you ain't straight. Got a roomy, bring your booty, and cultivate. You so pretty, love them titties, soft and fake. Bring your friends, "Damn your skin like coffeecake." Yo meet me at the place you get off at eight.
The way you have got me buggin' out. And you to take off your jacket and slug it out, we thug it out. Pourin' out and give each other ?. In fact, we hate goin' out, we both hate small gats. You the truth I'm for real yo I you to death. And if we break up, I'ma you and bug you to death. you scared to leave the house because you know I'm in the bushes. We went from hugs and kisses into and pushes. Tis all love, take it and stride, I'm jokin' wit you. I don't get down like that, you know I'd hit you. But yet and still if I feel I'm about to, (Gets angrier) I'll grab the shoulders and shake the shit out ya girl!!!
[Kon I a light skinned, dark skinned, short and black, add in to a sassy and ass is fat. Corporate suburb you could be a classy rat. Louis Votton cost to to have a bag to match. Girl all that, I'm gettin' rich off rap, and you be my aid in all as long as you got my back. Seditary, there's entrepreneurs, and a fact. And your seven days after mine, correct? Well that's two that we got in common, baby. Hopin' there ain't a that I'm involved in Shady. Cause come next year, I not be datin', cause my plan's to be with stankin' ass OK?