you really tell me what This means to be in love with someone Special and not know what it means? I fell that I?m just wasting your time that I?m Just another
back of your hand Like the back of your hand I know that it?s getting late so our summer love will Have to wait and I know that it?s getting late so
a warm embrace is just Enough to keep me through the night It?s just enough to keep me through the night. And I always thought these words would mean That more of it
the back of your hand Like the back of your hand I know that it?s getting late so our summer love will Have to wait and I know that it?s getting late
me where the party's at baby I'm the answer Have another drink with me shawty where your manners Take another shot another shot shot shot shot I can make it hot make it
hear my song, don't just bob along Girl show me that thong and put that ass to work We got sir rock and patron on ice, If you want another shot, then
what a life you can have and you dont have to pack no bags just get on in and tomorrow night we do it again thats how it is i always does it big your
nigga, take a flight to them other land I fear God only, never fear another man It's never one hustle, I always got a backup plan It ain't no secret I
Verse 3: Say B (Baby), I heard Cap had another baby It's a lil girl, pop the bottle let's celebrate It's your second it's all good lay it down nigga
: Who put this shit together I done done it all from jackin' and slangin' nigga trust that Stealin' cars snortin' dope gettin' bust at Never goin' ta
fright 'cause you know you might die tonight I gets tool it's, I'm ruthless, do more shootin this 'Bout gettin foolish, lose it, chopper, ready to shoot it
than ya ever saw 929 wit the mirror bro Tint it up, juice and Gin it up, send it up To Texas, get the syrup wit the lean, bend it up Ball 'til I fall,
for an eye nigga Survive the shots or die nigga [50] I got a hand gun habit, nigga front i'll let ya have it, When the shots go off cops sayin 50 back at it
but baby, boring you ain't! WILBUR & EDNA Some folks don't get it But we never fret it 'Cause we know that time is our friend It's plain to see
lights flashing to cover up your lack of soul many people, so many problems, so many reasons to buy another round, drink it down just another night on
you wanna use your mind Every day it's hustle hustle But you're not the pushy kind You worry and wonder when he calls you at five You've got to work