do is live in Limbo in and out Lately, I just don't know If this isn't what you want then tell me girl If this isn't what you want then tell me girl
Übersetzung: Jon B. Tell Me.
they tell me that) These niggas don't understand that he tha man (And on the downlow I'm still sellin' birds they tell me that) First Verse [Baby] I need me
excited Tell me who's invited: you, your friends and my dick What's scary to me is Henny makes girls look like Halle Berry to me So excuse me miss, I
see me naked It could be your night, your night...your niiighhtt. [B-Sec:] All the girls that feel me say okay... In the club u hear me say okay Feeling
like Jigga, standin in one place Sound Scan like Thrilla with out changing my face They threw ??? plan B says.. - Who says ??? Then whats plan A, cause plan B
.G.B. or T.I. (c'mon) Do you know why, I don't fuck with nobody? (yeah) The same shit, that fucked up John Gotti (yeah) These niggaz watch me, but they
got yo moma on 3-way, Tell her Luda's got more records than a DJ, Tell her she should blow me like candles on yo B-Day, Cause I signed more lines than
TeLL me aqain [TeLL me aqain, mah bay?bie] daT we'LL b Luverz ?n Friendz [oh, iTz a qood Look bay?bie] TeLL me aqain [TeLL me over ?n over ?n over aqain
and my toes curl. (I love when you do that girl) Until it comes time for me to have to give her hers. Tell me what you want, do you want it missionary
when you f*** with me Don't let me find out that you're just a tease Don't let me find out you won't suck my b*** B*** like that, I don't f*** with y'
, zero, zero Step in coat, check vocal supreme sound perfect You wack man, haven't you heard this? Matador king ladies swarm around me like Jon B As
big gats click, clack, uh Since day one been in a ditch came with a snitch Now I'm in the pen in the mix Friends sending me flicks girls sending me
Mistah Fab a.k.a Fabby Davis Jr. of the mac pac holla back Yo boy shawnty is on this beat, boy we got some to tell yah man Look oh he's back its Mistah F.A.B
stacks an' you'll crack back yo' back Hold up, they got game to sell ya, from drugs to paraphernalia Gun-hand'll never fail ya, ask Rollie B, he'll tell
see you naked though The way your body moves and you dip it slow I try to play it cool but gotta let you know The way it's lookin I can tell you wanna
