, That would make me no better than you. Here's what I'm gona do.. Don't call here no more We have nothing else to discuss Baby do what you must But don't call here no more
(Ne-Yo)] Have a baby by me, baby! Be a millionaire (Ohhhh) Have a baby by me, baby! Be a millionaire (Come see what I mean) Have a baby by me, baby!
, the place to get got After I smoke pot, he sticks me like shots Funky like farts, connect tongues like dots Lick his lollipop, this kid named Scott Me
let me explain here right now sugar on how I feel for you Like when we UHH yo I get these crazy chills from you And when we done, yo I know the perfect
got it [Ne-Yo:] I love it cause she got her own She don't need mine, so she leave mine alone There ain't nothin that's more sexy Than a girl that want
come ?round me Bow down, I was crowned when they found me (Kansas City) [D-Loc] ?make (something) retire instantly I?m choppin?, don?t call me Michael
start on yo block (One) Label you my bitch (Two) I let you know (Three) Execution Drag you out yo do' Nobody to witness I call it habit You call it a
me... [Verse 2: Tech N9ne] Yo, This is Isaiah I guess he was aight, say a Lady's man, all the women used to call him the KCI Playa Flying multiple chicks
right? I'm a tell you keep it here I go by the name of Shadow Yo, yo flow miss me, buy vodka, get pissy Roll with tech n9ne, bear arms and get grizzly
man. They said my music was Strange until I made me sum change and now they ridin my nuts-nuts. Tech N9ne's out the window, you see them KC Killas ridin
for me to connect so peep me, in the club I take her some place we can talk discreetly, you're creep free definitely that heats me your body's wop bobba
take yo last glances Fuckin wit a technicality, that's what it gotta be Nigga sittin on the side of me My mentality makes fatality reality Split yo anatomy
at me when you drive I'm The Grinch I smell your stinch And it is you I so despise [Tech N9ne:] I can't stand yo persona, the drama, yo marijuana, or yo
old when I learned to disassemble then reassemble a semi-auto matic pistol blind fold! [Verse 5: Tech N9ne] (1-5-1) They call me Regime, cuz I'm way
me down under like Crocodile Dundee Keepin' yo sex weapons from me I'm grungy [??] I'm freaky like zombie [??] Yellin Tech N9ne I love the way you done me
ain't met yo next so fuck yo vest we dumpin' Killin' all that punk shit that you heart be pumpin' See somethin' I take it cuttin' through the red tape Yo
[Tech N9ne] Come on! [Girl] I don't want to.. [Tech N9ne] You don't want me to hit it from the back? Come on! BIANC! [Tech N9ne] I like to hit it on
