don't wanna leave you yet I don't wanna leave you yet I wanna stay with you, yeah Here's what I wanna be, you're the only one I see Cause I don't wanna
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don't, I don't, I don't, I don't I don't be recognizin all that new jack shit Yo we don't play, we don't play that shit youknowhatI'msayin? (Please
you walk by I couldn't do nothin' but watch 'Cause I know you wit' a cat who ain't treatin' you right And if you wanna be happy you should leave him tonight
sparrin and leave yall niggas on the sideline starvin Chorus-Amerie Amerie-2x I, I, I wanna get to know you I,I,I want you with me I, I, I just want to show you
you really don't wanna test. Hate these niggaz, wanna push they luck, fuckin' with tha 5th dog, show no love. Escept for my gang, runnin' untamed, hope you don
you wanna be all lovable? Don't push or pull, or you'll see, I'ma wreck it out MC's be checkin in but they don't be checkin out I leave em out on the
me get you problems, girl you know i here to solve 'em You can tell me no problem, ooh i know you like me ooh i know you love me , you want some more
cut with them blunts that make you cough Chewed all the way down from my head to my feet I cant feel my face so please don`t speak You wanna know what
all, you need me) Rule 1, better live what you speak bout Rule 2, don't slip when you creep out Rule 3, grab heat when you leave out Rule 4, don't rush
way that you keep lickin' 'em dicks Like her lips I'm agitated, aggravated To the point you don't suck my dick Then you're gonna get decapitated Other words, you don't
about out here I don't toot my own horn cause I don't have to You can run your mouth I don't care but if you get too close I'm gonna clap you It's too
I'm about out here I don't toot my own horn 'cause I don't have to You can run your mouth, I don't care But if you get too close, I'm gonna clap you It
Ooohhh B.o.B, Whats up whats down, Ladies and gentleman, we are enterin, the 5th dimension, Right on right on, B.o.B. B.o.B give it to em Girl im eons
a meat cleaver Don't even try to get fast You know the time because I'm 5 seconds off your ass A nightmare leaving you suckers breathless You stepping
ll eat you like candy What did you do, got on the phone and called him up You don't wanna talk to Royce, but you talk to Puff You, BITCH, yo' crew some
trouble in the flesh, you can't see me with the Hubble We ain't wishin these niggaz good luck, go get a clover This Bun B, it's "B.E. 3," this shit is
represent that Southside, yeah the 3 hooked up with them boys off that Long Drive you know we stayin playa made, you know we gotta strive to the T-o-p
