it 'cause I just leap through you What you need to do is just admit you love me The South has always been dirty but now it's gettin' ugly It's gon'
going, going Ghettovison is sewing Plowing, growing, growing Crop those things I'm a brewing Catfish Billy, on ya grilly Cook it up, make a mealy Gettin' stupid, gettin
going, Ghettovison is sewing, plowing, growing, growing (?) think I'm a (?) Catfish Billy, on ya grill(ey) Cook it up, make a meal(ey) Gettin stupid, gettin
flow Downright funk on cruise control Do a slam dunk, put a bita' soul into the hole You got your game wrapped tight, no need to slow Gonna crash this party, gettin
Water splashin, children laughin Hopin the feelin, will keep on lastin A shot rings out and a young girl hits the ground Someone wasn't in the mood for
'cause you see it's just too late He's on the run and he's got a gun Stay out his way unless you want some See, he's gettin' older, a bit more bolder
I?ll take my time, we ain?t gotta rush Your body?s stronger than my touch The sexy vibe I get from you I like it So exciting And, I can?t control myself I?m in the mood
AMG said her eyes are the index to her soul But when I look at her face, all I see is a ho We sex playin, with the Hennessey, and she in the mood While
and a third, rushed to emergency surgery To try to flush me because of the drugs that he purchased He's no longer gettin' them free, 100 bucks for these Percodans Plus it's gettin
me sobbin' and sighin' Sayin' she didn't mean to diss me earlier and she cryin' But it's real and it's on and cats is gettin' killed So I hugged her
got a black resident in a yellow cab In my red shoes and my swags so sick I need a cess pool I'm never in a bad mood but I can make her bit move You
are being yelled In the hallways always ringing with a ho' This one two times nine on the Scenario Check it out, everybody, grabs the mics Black mens gettin
out, hold, let go, rise, come down Let the wet sensuality embrace your reality Moonstones drip slip bout it bout it see Continuously we be gettin
just let yourselves go and doowutchyalike Yeah, well tonight's your night Just eat food, try not to be crude or rude Kill the attitude, chill the serious mood
the work For the buildings or the blocks do the thang to the dirt I'm a FUCK-in fool, crews DUCK and move Stay in a FUCKED up mood, one FUCKED up dude
I'm runnin' on full strength, I'll pick up a phone booth Throw it right at you, that and I'm tattooed Voice deeper than Ab Rude when I'm in a bad mood
, Windy, grind on the stallian Double D Cup fuck with the champion Yes I am that dude I said when God made you he was in a good mood She said I can't