! What's up, baby? Come on, you got to be crazy That's your cousin? You think I'm a nut? What kinda cousin would you let put his hand on your butt? Nah
Here's my hello Here's my hello You turn me on, now don't turn it off 'Cause I don't want to fade out tonight Your lips are the sweetness, your body'
niggas Lox are my heart, cold niggas Sheek give it to you, like a bitch with a disease that got AIDS on her lips and wish and hope you bleed So if
wit my nigga Just remember there is a gun to your dome And i will lick shots and run through your home Or better yet i put your son to the chrome
Roxanne Roxanne I wanna be your man Put on the red light Roxanne Roxanne I wanna be your man Put on the red light Roxanne Roxanne I wanna be your man Put
a girl with some fat lips And some nice hips A honey dip to come equipped with some big tits Baby you're the bomb And I heard your pussy's sweet like
Put your sweet lips a little closer to the phone Let's pretend that we're together all alone I'll tell the man to turn the jukebox way down low And you
or later you'll find Can't nobody love you like I do Can't nobody hold you quite this close All night like I want to Baby, put your sweet lips here
bad you wanna know if I'm sweeter then candy What would you risk? Would you put up the car? Taste my na na in the rain on the hood of your car Or the
can forget about it! im off the chain like a fith of henacy or like a pimp be when he see a nigga try tip sweet Let your lips speak, see the clip leak
feel so intense Ah Lash my teeth Deep into your vein Draining your existence until your body's slain So call it deranged Its insane But I got you Left two teeth marks in your
but I'll put your bitch the Boston crab I talk money cause it costs to brag Round here bitches walk round here at the horse's head (?) Rap it get your
see shit I found some love like Adam and Eve, shit Who you should be with your body I squeeze quick Stick through the sheets are your arms and see Don
diner, selling marijuana to a minor minor Elder fella, lookin' for that shine, I'll shine ya My mind designa, you a dime, I dine ya Madonna momma, body bottle, your
back and forth Sweet music girl you tellin me that you want some more I make you sing like a choir higher and higher I put my lips on any instrument
that makes you laugh? Cause MCa??s are building futures by raping the past Taking the glass of chardonnay and put it to your lips Ia??d rather take a razorblade and put
Now what if I never kiss your lips again Or feel the touch of your sweet embrace How would I ever go on? Without you there?s no place to belong Well
A peice of stone I will use for my pillow While I'm sleeping in shackles and chains Put your arms threw these bars once more darling Let me kiss your sweet lips