up at Brooklyn, now I'm down in Tribeca Right next to De Niro, but I'll be hood forever I'm the new Sinatra, and since I made it here I can make it anywhere
But I guess it depends (Turn it up, turn it up) Well I guess it depends (Turn it up, turn it up) And maybe if I pretend that If it's our of sight, it
can't let you go I can't forget it Why you did it I won't permit it And won't acquit it I want to fight you I'll fucking bite you Can't stand nobody
What it do, do What it do What it do What it do baby girl Get on the dance floor Will you put your drink down Come and dance with me What it do baby
clothes, adolescent packin' a fo' A knock on the do', who is it? I would happen to know The one with the flow, who did it? It was me, I suppose JD in
lil' freak in, in Hollywood Sucks, sucks on dick, does it, does it real good I know a lil' freak in, in Hollywood Sucks, sucks on dick, does it, does it
that bitch deserved an Oscar threw her in the bed and start to snatching her clothes off Thinking to my Self Trey Songs YOu G You pulled it Off Aint gon believe it
breakin' our new headboard, headboard And the love we make, it feels so good, girl you know I'm proud Lookin' in your lovley face, scream my name, you do it
Right there keep it right there I love it when you put it right there yeah yeah yeah oh oh oh yeah yeah yeah oh oh oh Yeah Do he know how to work it
hypnotic Slowly from the floor to the ceilin' You know I got to feel it one more time rewind That's right, supa hypnotic Clinch face, bite dem lips
from your mother Or else spend your days biting your own neck But it was not your fault, but mine And it was your heart on the line I really fucked it
You know I would have given it up to almost anybody Who had a little bit of money and was sweet to me Yeah, I was down to give it up to almost anyone
unusual) Words can't define, You're running through my mind all day I'm so happy you're mine (so beautifu) Top of the line (so unusual) Now I think it
Oow Yeah, you know they're gonna bring it down now They're gonna wreck it down, yeah Something's come to rock me And I can't keep my head I've never
like it And you tryin' hard not to scream but your pillow biting Girl, please don't fight it (Yeah) La, la, la, na, na, na 'Cause every time you push and pull it
, crunchy carrots, that's chicken Gotta have it superfast Superfast, superfast, I come in last But just in time for breakfast Keep it through, keep it
show you 'round a country boy's world Somewhere between there on a dirt road When I rolled down my window She smelled the scent of wildflowers on the summer wind With just a bite
record is def because my heart is in it Vocals laid by the Ice,tempos tight and precise Special effects will be created by an editor's splice The funk is in it,ya dig it