[Kon Artis - Now out of all the in the place, you got me starin' at your face. And that body I could truly say that u r the one, u r the one, u r the one, ooh oooh. Amazed by the way that you them hips, shakin' ass off in my dick. I get by them sexy lips cause u r the one, u r the one, we r the one can do.
And you why I call you everyday of the week, and that operator breakin' on your line when you speak. And I can say that make you mine in a blink. You nominated just for behind and I'm ?, you a thug your best 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 confronting me for You wanted me so suddenly, my a burden, but I won't a balcony, and how can I be hurtin'. I'm just wit you and it's workin'. Your friend's save you, they fakin' like they nurses.
First time I saw you, up in guests, you the only I use Federal Express. Shit, I be havin' no packages. Naw, I'm dressers, lamps, and big matresses. I go crazy I smell your odor. I just 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 don't care about D12, you don't know Bizarre. All you know that I'm weird and I a wonder-bra. That's fine, I just wanna you mine. niggas say you a 3, I you a dime.
I love the way yo' grindin', gettin' all in my face. Only thing on your is which wallet to ?. ass looks so perfect with your thong on your waist, built a stallion, you belong in a race. Get by the barrel, King Kong in the place. and a dinner, that's as long as I wait. Hey, I on your ear off, talkin' dates. Got you of the crissy, you ain't walkin' straight. Got a roomy, bring your booty, and cultivate. You so pretty, love titties, they soft and fake. your friends, "Damn your skin smell like coffeecake." Yo meet me at the when you get off at eight.
The way you move have got me out. And you quick to take off jacket and slug it out, we thug it out. Pourin' 40's out and give other ?. In fact, we both hate out, we both hate small gats. You the truth I'm for real yo I you to death. And if we up, I'ma stalk you and bug you to death. Till you to leave the house because you know I'm in the bushes. We went from hugs and into shoves and pushes. Tis all love, take it and stride, I'm jokin' wit you. I don't get down that, you know I'd never hit you. But yet and still if I feel I'm about to, (Gets angrier) gently grab the shoulders and shake the shit out ya girl!!!
[Kon I take a light skinned, skinned, short and black, add in to a sassy and ass is fat. suburb when you could be a classy rat. Louis Votton cost to much to a bag to match. Girl forget all that, I'm gettin' off rap, and you could be my aid in all as as you got my back. Seditary, there's entrepreneurs, and a fact. And your seven days after mine, correct? Well two things that we got in common, baby. Hopin' there ain't a problem I'm involved in Shady. Cause come year, I will not be datin', cause my plan's to be with stankin' ass OK?