still sneak a peek or two It's not that you're not my type, you're definitely my kind You gotta understand, I got girls on my mind [VERSE 2: Breeze]
from me I?m mixed up, I?ll be blunt Now the rain is just washing you out of my hair And out of my mind keeping an eye on the world So many thousands
's her or just my mind I'm losing Nobody knows a wildflower still grows By the side of the road And she don't need to need like the roses Wildflower That girl
'm stil under, Bet I make it thunder, Hurricane season, wet drippin on my face damm who turned on the sprinkler, Shawty, I love it when you on top baby, go girl
add up Won't take the ladder, combining data, mind over matter Ain't really caring what ya do my glass will never shatter My pockets ain't no fatter from
It gets me high It's not enough When the feeling makes me buzz You know my heart is on my sleeve My heart is on my sleeve But when you're cool as a breeze
chickens fight for my big pipe 'Cause I'm the ass master with the greenest trees My dick numb on your girl, strung, feelin' the breeze [Devin the Dude
what is the what? Well come on then, you know what time it is Stop sleepin on my roof bitch For whatever it's worth it's worth me havin my arse whipped
a mind to buy designer apparel she no, favour gazelle, but she bounced like hell whenever she spya something to die for on the fashion channel (17...breezer
I love the way you flowin Ridin in my drop but I dont know where Im goin On two eighty five i keep ridin in a circle The inside of my ride smellin like
with the man in Kids scream for chocolate ice cream, Summertime dream Yeah you know what I mean So much fun, barbeque in the sun Because me and the girls
is whole got the worst in the world but this won 't be hassle-free lovers kiss in the heat body crush basement suite mind my eyes behind my hair hide my
birds, with about fifteen stones The C stands for Cool Breeze who's known as the champ Freddy Calhoun, the coolest cutta at camp Ay, my one's and my
my mind on my money and my money on my mind) Rollin down the street, smokin indo, sippin on gin and juice Laid back (with my mind on my money and my money on
Feel the wind breeze in West Indies I make Coretta Scott-King mayor the cities and reverse themes to Willies It sounds foul but every girl I meet to go
me oh my well well can't you tell I'm just like a turtle crawling out of my shell Gal you captivate my body put me under a spell(BOO) With your cus cus
cryin', cryin') It's time to say Bye, bye, bye It's time I Do something For me [2ND Verse:] It's time I choose My foes Choose my friends Be with my family
set on me ready fi go put on the sweat on. Gal cause you body it a beckon Every minute every second me turn on the threat on.. Gal, you goin' get wet
