ya sweating huh? Stunting in the club got ya betting huh? Can ya get it or make it yours guess you'll and ever know Ten seconds before I bounce baby
down for you (Do ya trust me?) Yeah (Love me?) Yeah (You're puttin' it on me Ya must be) Ya down ass chick I wanna be your chick (It ain't only
me with heat in my hand Then you better duck, that's the way I am, the way I am I can't believe ya got up in them pants Sexy lady gon' do that dance Come on over when ya sick of ya
put it on ya, like the Rule And God only looks after children and fools And you're not - so who gon' look after you? Just Rule baby [Vita] True baby
gon put it on ya like the Rule And God only looks after children and fools And you're not so who gon' look after you? Rule baby [Vita] True baby, it
?ll be ? feelin free C-e-l-e-b-r-a-t-e Me, L.O.V.E Love Shoot me up in the mainline Shoot me up Yeah, ya will be all mine Shoot me up Every
young ass nigga wit a Louis V rim A sporty young shorty wit the Gucci shades dim These hoes mistaken me for being they pimp They said baby couldn't see
hoe's hand couldn't reach living in expenses, 20 grand a week You know me, I be O-T,low-key Icy roli, smoke a O-z I'm a baby face nigga, without no goatee
Yeah [x4] (P. Diddy) This Bad Boy baby N.E., 2004 Bad Boy now The name's DeVoe A.K.A. Blake, oh Make young lady's rump shake I bake Donald Trump cake
Durban, what? [Chorus-2x] (Murphy Lee) Young dude 'bout to do this like a veteran Long shorts, tall Timberland's Flossin' in my icey Vokal, Varsity letterman Icey headband to hold my baby
huh Calling you all up to my train No introductions necessary Baby Ima 90's baby Catch up, Catch up, Catch up Get up on my train Baby Im a 90's baby yeah [( V
We in it, we winning They can't stop the New No Limit [Chorus: Slay Sean - 2x] You wanna be me, we off the heezy Catch me on the block, black V-Tweezy
On The Freeway. U Just Gotta Buckle Up Before U Hit This Road Baby. But First I Gotta Kno How Fast Does Ya Car Go. [Chorus: x2] All I Wanna Kno Is Can Ya
back with an epidural, c heck ya girl 'Cause after we prop you up, we propping her up So, baby, come put ya feet up in these stirrups Your boyfriend
jock, and cry tonight, suckas say 'Why tonight' Pick up the hot line, baby, you think ya fine I'll putcha first if ya wanna be the girl of mine Wine
upside ya head, say snoops upside ya head Snoops upside ya head, say snoops upside ya head (snoop dogg! snoop dogg!) Snoops upside ya head, say snoops upside ya
sweet satisfaction V1: just let me hold ya - right there Keep it real - oh, right there Make it feel good - in the right way I'm gonna hold ya tight -
? Anotha nigga never will I owe, you get it? In the video, the five we flossin in it How I know every one that you had was tinted Admit it, six O-O see