FOLLOW ME FOLLOW ME FOLLOW ME Yeah FOLLOW ME FOLLOW ME FOLLOW ME Yeah keshou otoshite yukkuri to hade na DORESU wo sugu nugisutete boku wa soshite
[Music by Hatakka-Yli-Sirnio-Waltari] I ask you to follow me inside, I have so much power to give to you there's a space inside me for you babe, you
wild with us Tell mommy I'm sorry This life is a party Remember you was a kid, reminisce days of the innocence Now it's Chiddy Bang, Google me the images Follow me, follow me
still got love And the Sharkbar we poppin like it's a night club Saturday still off the heezy fo' sheezy You can find me up in One Tweezy Sunday, gettin me
all part of my plan, I-I-I'm ready for ya Verse 2: Nothin on, I strut around. I do it big, I shut it down. I wonder if you'll be able to handle me Mental
cases'll drop Man, you n-ggas don't know me, you know my government name Go 'head ask about booboo, they tell you I let it bang Got a big reputation,
t been the same But I'm doin' what I can, man And try to follow ya'll Memory Lane, man Big, you be ashamed to see New York gang bang Pac, you feel the
m runnin' wit the pump let the gauge bang bang To the bang puff puff but I'm feelin' lovely But I need mo' bud see For me to slang my dummies
, now let me walk you through it Listen, Flipmode and Ruff Ryders bang out hits S W I two Z's bang out clips Bang out chicks, for fun we bang out whips
can't hold me back Holdin' gats drunk off of cognac Laughin' at life and how my goal be makin' the hoes react Ridin' in cars, out to get me eight full
pull a pac on me I admit they had the drop on me Probably turned the burner around 20 degrees So I could see who bust me, who knocked me out Who tried
big for you nigga [J] Would you bid for your nigga? [F] Shit, you my nigga [F] Would you ride for me? [J] Rapper robbery [F] Would you die for me? [J
' me at home these days I don't answer my phone That boy' some prick you kna' all up in my hair Thinks that I care keeps following me here Keeps following me
top down Follow me, alive and kickin', pimpin' it's that Westside Dippin' in a stretch Hummer eatin' Church's fried chicken With that big double-barrel on me, niggaz can't ignore me
bad I followed you (What, where?) Followed you all the way to your boyfriend's ron de vous (What?) Yeah bitch you caught now So don't even try to give me
i been gang banged out that project shit runnin deep in my veins now let me take you on a detour, eastside watts, niggas will go in projects follow me
ABC of growing up There, there baby, it's just textbook stuff It's in the ABC of growing up [XV - Verse 1] Yeah, three women raised me Famous footwear paid me
Words: l.dukes, g.williams music: g.williams - 1987 from the album "ba-dop-boom-bang" Walkin' through my neighborhood Her backfield's in motion
