make the top. she spread legs like a swing-door opens up my bad, i started this rumour, that you sell your mouth for a dollar! and if i know her right
soul magnet Feelings activate Passionate the germ, and the book met the worm I hold a book of matches captive to flashin For some need flatline Be a
on the bandwagon Huh, I know this nigga named Rickey his girl Nikki want to get with me Says "Stick me just a quickie, lick me and leave a hickie" I stick
who you chill with and I'll tell you who you are I walk a mile with a leash attached to your freak seminar It's a modern sensation on the boulevard of
s all get drunk tonight. I hope I don't fight with a punk tonight. Get nervous, as I swerve this Cadillac through Purvis. Hope I don't crash when I hit
's your name? Even though I'm a freak, I play it off like a college geek, crack a smile and politely speak With intellect to the woman I select, hoping
s all get drunk tonight. I hope I don't fight with a punk tonight. Get nervous, as I swerve this Cadillac through Purvis. Hope I don't crash when I
-stop Have you saying uhhh, ahhh, oooo, ahhhh, Oh my God it feel so good to me Yes I know its so simple, I'ma match my tempo with your tempo Cause I know
come our with a warning This is course hip hop Yo yo who's this Who's this girl Who's this girl singing man All I hear hard core Akinyele Yo we even
I see the hatin niggaz hearts cuz Im making bucks Smart and my weight is up, sharper than a papercut I remember I snatched and took a purse Now I'm charging
of an ampersand and even if I went with you I'm not the girl you think I am and I'm not gonna match you cause I'll lose my voice completely yeah I'm
I went with you I'm not the girl you think I am And I'm not gonna match you 'Cause I'll loose my voice completely No I'm not gonna watch you 'Cause I'
every days the same day with the lost of her love she's alone on her own holiday Say girl I know your feeling like a match burnt out like a black widow
] I set a trap, I have to spin a web like a spider Don't strike matches, hate child-proof lighters Stay awake Witness how I pick up the pace First I see a
gonna last (gonna last) I ain't got time to do no studies Once I get out of class I'm tellin' ya, I'm just a girl (just a girl) Man, I've got a one-track
Drop the top down on the lac, feel the breeze and take a lil ride You know I love the southern stuff baby Fish and chicken with the hot fries And we a perfect match, I
match how I done this the wickedest flow I'll be 90 with a young chick that's with me for dough So fat I got a T-Shirt that's hanging as a curtain And
