affection You're feeling kinda right Right now, baby Feels so sexy, yeah You're feeling kinda right Right now, honey You make me wanna smile You're feeling kinda right Right now
right) Fuck now you on wit me (Uh huh) Maybe we could work somethin' (Yeah) Call ya boo maybe she could hurt somethin' (Let's go) I'll be, sure as Al
phone all alone wit a smile Run the water, grab the shower cap and get buckwhyled Soap suds on the floor, oh Al B Sure Give it to me, give it to me, give
Aw yeah-now that ain't Al B. Sure! [Hook:] 'Ya know I always see the lady She drives me crazy all night Except my baby doesn't know I need to have that
AL B. SURE! LYRICS "So Special" Can you feel it baby? I know that when I first saw you I knew you were that special lady - yeah [Chorus:] All the
parts blessed...(3 parts blessed) Now drop the beat! [Hook:] If they ask you why tell them why It's just a Sure! thang It's just a Sure! thang girl (
the strength Yo, Scott, it ain't Hard to tell, right All the brothers Grab a girl and Get out your seat And rock to the rhythm Of this funky beat My name is Al B. Sure
Foot soldier catch you at the store's corner Keep me on your mind and don't slumber Man the minute you slip with those, that's your ass M O B B dunn,
But while you're being me who's being you? I'm hot like Patra, Doggystyle on all fours End your career like Christopher Williams did Al B. Sures Mass
better better than he can, baby baby [Fat Joe - over Chorus] Yeah, uhh, it's Cook The voice is so floetry, it's so magnetic Hahahaha, aowwwwwww, Al. B Sure
talk about Jesse) Even if it means that everything will soon be lost (Let's talk about Jesse) [Sylvia Robinson, Ronald Isley, et al] He started on the bottom Now
(feat. Al. B Sure!) Oh yeah... Love somebo-dy... [Al B. Sure! harmonizes] [Chorus x2: Al B. Sure! ] Love somebo-dy who loves me for me Happy hap-
up the front seat and act up Stomp you all wit some hightops and jump right back in da ESV and re-strap my straps up Make sure my cuff is right fix my
it on the phone all alone wit a smile Run the water, grab the shower cap and get buckwhyled Soap suds on the floor, oh Al B Sure Give it to me, give it
for Every second glance every turn of his head yo And she don't really get that Jesus did that For every time she fantasize about his six pack They sure like Al B
No Limit keeps a nigga's pocket swoll like I'm on perole Ain't got no love for y'all niggas that want to be the row Throwing blows like Tyson Right ones
s corner Keep me on your mind and don't slumber Man the minute you slip wit those, that's your ass *Bounty Killer rhymes and chants* [Big Noyd] M-O-B-B
