? That girl, that girl, she's such a trick But I can't lie I'm in love with it That girl, oh-oh (That girl) That girl, that girl That girl, that girl
with it. That girl (oh oh oh oh). (That girl) That girl (That girl). That girl (oh oh oh oh). (That girl) That girl, (that girl) that girl That girl (that girl) that girl
That girl, that girl, she's such a trick But I can't lie I'm in love with it That girl, oh-oh (That girl) That girl, that girl That girl, that girl That
should I do, on all fours Now that that shit should be against the law Different style, different move, Damn I like the way you move Girl you got me thinking about, All
s all good Any state, any block dawg I'm all good All my gangstas, gon put ya hands up (put 'em up) And all my hot girls, back dat ass up (back it up) [
doin' that 'cause we bound? You doin' that 'cause for this lil' town I'm not around? Don't get the game twisted - girl, better not try your luck You know
wide World. [Bridge:] Day dreaming all the time, Candy kisses on my mind. (Candy kisses, candy kisses, on my mind, on my mind) Day dreaming all the time
: [Girl:] Hello? [Chorus:] I wish I could tell you qirl that I miss you (that I miss you) I wish I could tell you qurl that I need you (that I need
Shake that ass drop it low like a striper Shake that ass drop it low like a striper I'm in love again on them drugs again Same club same spot same girls again Girls
it low, to gets the doe I Like the Way she do it, She put her back into it Let that ass drop, like my '64 [Verse 2: Tony Yayo] I need a dollar for every time that
. I'm a ball like Julius Erving Iverson and Manning, I got that cannon in that two door phantom. Nigga hundred EX shit suicide doors, Get a top or low
she do it, She put her back into it Let that ass drop, like my '64 [Verse 3: Tony Yayo] I need a dollar for every time that my heart beat Now how much is that
You know that A nigga want to fuck Its time for chain gang I'm saying mayne "Dont you tell me whats up" [Chorus: 50 Cent] Baby if you want it That money
She might neva come home again nigga, aight! Teeth, neck, wrists all ice my lifes like Ridin' in Ca$hville runnin all stop lights (for real) Homie is that
a ride out of town and so far away from that low down, good for nothing mistake making fool with excuses like baby that was a long time ago but thats