Tattoo on your tummy Thugged out as hell But I'mma make you love me Sip some aphrodisiac and baby girl it's on I promise you I will do all these words to this song
it out into the mist where castles stand on cliffs and cobbled streets they wind and drift and moods are made and set but shift this place where skies are low
stress of night pains [SWV] Hey AZ won't you play that song Keep me fucked up (fucked up) All night (all night) Hey AZ won't you play that song Keep
a while Phunk Dog on the beat with it jig with it Hustlers play for keep with it so I keep my heat with it (A bay bay thats my song turn it up) Im with
Jason Derulo Check that out, what they playin'? That's my song, that's my song Where my drinks? I've been waiting Much too long, much too long And this
were when you sneak her your number (oooooo) i know thats makes yall wanna know (oooooo) whats really on the down low you wonder why we all ways at it there it is speak
nephew brother muh-fucka I'm a low pro arsenal, and you can ask Sound Scan or ASCAP if you doubtin yo Oh! You can search in the gutter down low You can
bopper looking like you been drinking I?ll eat ya, it?s like I have speakers in my speakers So when they speaking on it all they can speak of is a beaster
leave the meek behind Line drive like a lineback I'm weak for weeks at a time White but rhyme on the beat speak at the beep Peep me look like a prep speak
go deep, from my soul when I speak Then the flows hits the souls of all those that I reach If I die before I wake, hope my songs live on Will they miss
(Come on and get up...oh...party...yeah) [Repeated in background throughout song] [Yo Gotti speaking with ad-libs] This ya boy Yo Gotti Street Tunes
Crackerjack store still at will for field up the skill for the jill by the Jack misguided mojo swing low string sing along as I bring along with the song
surrounding my earth Your love is drugs and I'm down to serve let's deal with it yo We go to the spot and you still get it low I get excited fast and
is older folks I'mma put down like a dirty so and so Freak daddy came here to work the mojo, oh Because the high is high and the low is low And that
those in small cris' Niggaz playin themselves for thinkin we rhyme alike How would you fight me, I'm like ten families strong Calm gladiator, song navigator Manipulation by song
I'ma just chill, lay low and stay breezy I hear these streets is so greasy That's why I get high I'm in the cool, finger in the sky Doing about 100 in
But they can't do me nothing, because we kings This my theme song, and this is how I sing Theme song [Chorus - first four lines only] [Killah Priest
