Monday, March 15, 2004

GAGS

I want to get to know you
I really want to thug you, baby
I'm lost in your loving
I really want to drive you crazy
I wanna be your lover
I wanna get to thank you, lady
I'm lost in your loving
I really want to drive you crazy
I'm loving how you look in my eyes, swinging those hips when you pass
I'm visualizing my name tattooed on that ass Katie
Jump on this Harley, let's go smoke some of that Bob Marley
Sip some Bacardi then go pull up at the after party
I think we make a perfect couple, but you think I'm trouble
Maybe that's the reason you gave me the wrong number (what?)
She's got me feeling like maybe she's the wrong woman
Think I'll be chasing the chickenhead, you're on something
Your toes painted, hair fixed all the time
And your Gucci suit the same color as mine
If you read between the lines you can see that I want you
I betcha I'll have you doing what you said that you won't do
Make a decision shorty, good things don't last long
Your girlfriend keeps showing me that thong
Before I head home I'm gonna stop at your house and blow the horn
If you come outside you know it's on, holla atcha boy
Now bitches get frustrated with a baller, wonder why I don't call her
Maybe because I'm busy and she needs someone to spoil her
It gets annoying, from time to time I gotta ignore her
In order to let her know that we're friends and noting more
She loves it when I'm in town, hates it when I'm not around
I get her and wear her down, next door neighbors hear the sound
Pictures hitting the ground, just enough to hold us down
I'm sticking and moving, cruising after the third round
Just lay back baby and let me drive you crazy
I can make a forty-year old feel like a young lady
I admit I fell in love with a friend
And to make her feel special I let her call me by my government name
Her panties wet over fame, fell in love with my chain
I wonder if I wasn't an entertainer, would she remain?
Surrounding me, hounding me, trying to be my ONLY
I'm not your boyfriend, I'm your HOMEY
Don't know what fucks me up more, watching her lick her lips
Or watching her walk, she hypnotized me with her hips man
I'll sweet talk her if she likes
Cause all she really wants is an Outlaw to treat her right, right?
Look, I'm legit now, I used to break laws
Now you can reap the benefits of world tours
Big house, big Benz, girl it's yours
Mink coats, Italian shoes, stones with no flaws
You don't have to look like a model for me to adore you
All you gotta do is love me and be loyal
Don't indulge in my past, fuck what happened before you
Cause to me some bunny's gonna hate you that never saw you
C'mere, let me touch on you, I let you touch on me
Put my tongue on you, you put your tongue on me
Let me ride on you and you can ride on me
We can do it all the night, we can have a ball tonight

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