Tekst :
Hell yea!(Chorus)
Can i walk by, with out you grabing me?
Shorty tell me what you want with me
Tell me what you really want from me, hey
Wanna holla at me, you can meet me in the V.I.P,
Cause i know thats where you wanna be, right here next to me,
So i guess you wanna ball with me.
Hahaha,....can i take you to the bronx
I dont call no more ya know, the one she wish she never ever saw before,
Run aroundacting like you ant that flaw no more,
Must ov thought we hit the club and wont ball no more,
Listen i wont be callin ya ll, ya ll be calling me,
Cause im a space-aged pimp, like 8 ballin-G, jazze fezze lezze,
Off n hit the hezze, girlfriend wanna cut me playa,
Plz believe me, she wanna puff ur dank, wanna kill your drink,
She wanna playa with premium fuel in the tank,
She got a diamond fettish, like carrots in the lettace,
She wanna run through the team, just like the wrong battest, i tried dividing weed,
She caught me by the sleeve,
And taught me a pimp a few things you would not believe,
She wanna sit from the celist and play the poptnum pettest,
She taught me like a sellist to R.Kellys badest.
(Chorus)
(Monica) Hey, so what you wanna do?
Its all up to you,
We can play in back, you can spin me too,
Cause you so fly, so fly,
Daddy dont you want me?
Jazze dont you want me?
You make me want to,
Have me up all night,
So just come through,
What you wanna do,
Superfly, spend the night,
Jazze dont you want me?
Jazze dont you want me....
You got something soft,
Dont get excited, she been invited to a quiet stall,
But now its outta hand
Cause your boyfriend hates me like Janet Jackson what has it been lately?
And then she says she want me to hit with no protection,
Sorry baby make the ding-a-ling outta question,
Got your body on fire feeling for a session,
Dont shake it on platinum fubo collection, licking your lips like im a delicatessin ,
Your thongs are silky, you need a pair of freash ones,
Visionalize video cause you could be the next one,
And day dreaming around feeling like you are the next one...
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(Monica)
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Tekst :
I want to pick up the pieces, so thatThere s less complication, so that
There s less conversation, and
Less aggravation
I want to go out alone, man, so that
There s less confrontation, and man
There s less association, and
Less company, yeah
I was so frustrated, man, that
I was all confused, man , and that
I was disillusioned,and
Sick of your friends
Chorus:
Run, don t walk my way
Don t look my way
Cause, I don t care, oh no
So why you still here
Why don t you disappear
And spin out of my life, oh, hey!
Why do we have limitation, and man
Why do we have limitations, so that
We don t get very far, and so that
We don t climb very high
I can t handle the indecision, and
I can t watch no more television, and
I won t miss you when your gone
Cause I know my life will go on, yeah
Chorus
Tekst :
Blinded by a betrayel scene,No one there to keep my trust
All these serpents in my head,
make me see what I must
Scarred heart and wounded mind
My own blood now stains my hands
Fueled with rage, to stand and fight,
I will be the last who stands
Haunted by a murder scene,
My weakness was my only hope
Broken alliance, broken trust,
From now on I live for myself
Battered heart and hollow mind,
My revenge became my world
I regret not things I ve done,
Alone I stand, still I hurt
I have no love for life anymore,
I no longer believe in the world
Put your life in the hands of another
And you sure will lose it all
I will not break down and crumble,
Now that I ve found my strength
Show me the error of my ways,
And I will laugh at your face
I will not give in and stumble
Now that I see right through you
Try to make me change my way
And I ll show you the reasons why