by assumin My music keeps you movin, what are you provin? You know that I'm two levels above you baby Hug me baby, I'ma make you love me baby It's ten
you got to put me on word around town is your nine men strong I wanna be put on in tha worst way since the first day I think it was a Thursday (oh baby
that thugs don't know how to love They say they beat, they cheat, they talk to girls like, oh But my man respect me 'cuz I'm a down, oh Ayi ay, wasn'
't stop, oh And it don't quit, oh And it don't stop, oh And it don't quit, oh And I miss you, oh I just miss you, oh I just miss you, oh Homie, I'll
Hey, oh These girls ain't got nothing on you Say baby, I had to mention That if you were a star you'd be the one I'm searching for Other girls, they,
i love it when you do me, when you do me like that And i love the way it feels to fall asleep on your back Oh i love the way it feels, oh man, i love
t, baby, don't, baby, don't let it go No, baby, no, baby, no, baby, no (Don't forget about us) Don't, baby, don't, baby, don't let it go My baby boy
Puddin Pie but baby baby don't, cry Feed em I heat em and eat em if I don't need em then I leave em as leftovers, packin the weak MC's into ?septober
[Common] Yeah baby boy In the place (for you and yours) to be Da uh da uh, we got the uh ya'll We bout to rock ya'll, we got the uh baby... Yo yo yo check
Hey, don't care what you wear Baby, I wanna see what's under there When you seen the picture cut off the face Now cover up the tattoo by the waist Let the MC
coming next So get a grip quick drop a gear running high to the sky Can you fly? Like a killer in Manila I make you shiver My name is MC I Baby I don
over here We gon' take it down like this, yo, D-Don, Don It's bone-afficial my nizzle D-Don got issues and a type team that dismiss you Oh boy, I gets
tell you that you know how Baby, you do, I say you belong And if you dream, you'd be free I can take you there just follow me Baby I won't, I won't steer
flava (oh yeah) Flava (oh yeah) Flava (hell yeah) Brand new flava (oh yeah) Flava (oh yeah) Flava (oh yeah) Once again I made it back (oh I) Made it
are good, but not as good as mine You have to be sincere for a girl that fine Baby, won't you please be mine? Are you down? Baby, won't you please be
Short, spit that rap Oh yes baby, I'm the most Sir Too Short from the West Coast My rap don't stop, it never could I'm known all in your neighborhood As an MC
the pipe I became a rapper at the age fourteen No gold ropes, no diamond rings But look at me now, ten years later Ask any MC if I rap greater See I
funny, cool, I ain?t jokin' You never shoulda said I was fakin' the place You wouldn?ta got socked straight in your face I?m the coldest MC on a microphone Now the sucker MC
