you got it (you got it) Yeah, yeah, you got it Oh, yeah, yeah, you got it Baby, baby girl yeah you got it (you got it) (Verse 2) I got a crush that
prove would have been, lost it, but I got too much to lose say what you want about Joe but I stood my ground bitch, I get it up myself you just put it
on the neck, I ain't never had shit The streets gave me family, Barry White cut the check Ain't no secret in the streets Niggas know I got it Got swagger
hell, you plays back, your tape's ill Show me just exactly what it is you want, I give you what we got We got flow, we got soul, we get off, a lot So
' the Outback Yo, we do it like this (All the way live from 2-1-5) You witnessin' the fifth dynasty family click (All the way live from 2-1-5) Across
(Keyshia Cole) I will always love you I need you to know that Im gonna hold you down till it kills me Im here for you I hate to say I told you That
mark ass you a target told you that i come, but i came insane though im bay still killas scramblin the niggas brains if you gotta
pull it The trigga aimed, deliver you niggas These rigorous bullets, it's so rivid and to see you Livin' in vengance and see the trouble you're put in
, Smalls and Kev, Like bad move, got you looking like you're eavesdropping the devil, And T set the theme to send them to hell, Bet on it, you're never
you Bleed all my blood out for you Be taken hostage, under the knife's edge Pay all the ransom for you Do the hard time for you On the front lines for you
loop and I will throw it on your plate Why do you wanna dance? It's the expression I feel when I hear the music in my ear Why do you wanna sing? It's
I heard you say There's a first time with me everyday [Bridge:] No matter what I do I won't fast forward anything with you I know you feel it too The
Fever's got me sweating and you know I'm burning up [Verse 1:] Hey you, did you turn up the heat It's getting hotter and I'm growing weak Maybe it's
If you trippin' on yourself You'll be chasin' that whip Don't do it like that shawty Do it like this You'll get yourself killed If you don't do it right
Everything you cook is so good For a southern man like me You gotta cook it up clean, cook it up mean Mama don't like it when you got leftovers Gimme
let me hit you You try to step on the floor But you realize I'm in control Of the party, of the party, y'all You don't stop ur feet until we end this
You To Death I-I-I-I-I-I-Love You To Death I-I-I-I-I-Love You To Death I-I-I-I-I-I-Love You To Death Oh! You Know I Love You To Death I-I-I- Love You
