I can see your shadow lying in the moonlight I can hear your heartbeat playing on my right side Every night I long for this, makin' up what I miss I
Children behave That's what they say when we're together And watch how you play They don't understand and so we're Runnin' just as fast as we can Holdin
You gave me something, I understand, You gave me loving in the palm of my hand I can't tell you how I feel My heart is like a wheel Let me roll it Let
I got a cell phone, trampoline, a year's worth of magazines I even got a new pair of Chucks I got a surf board, swimming pool, a mustang convertible
On the boardwalk Working two shifts Saving for that diamond ring Then I'll quit All the cool kids Hanging south pier Guess I'll have it figured out by
She calls me baby then she wont call me says she adores me and then ignores me (Jenny, What's the problem?) She keeps her distance and sits on fences
I remember on one night the kid cut off his right arm In a fit to save a bit of power He got fifty thousand watts In a big acoustic tower Security's
your dope flow, cold max with the long dough High rollin', back breakin' plot diggers The ill niggas, Comanche style Blood letting weapons of death Stop your breath, if you trip on the click
(Intro) One, two, Bone is coming for you Three, four, better lock the doors Five, six, better load your clips Seven, eight, we're gonna test your fate
, I'm down to ride in the war When you niggas get serious Let a nigga know Maybe then we can roll Nigga bad to the Bone But I sure don't click with hoes
give me a high 5. GIVE ME A HIGH FIVE AYE![8x} Walkin down da hall. posted up da real folk my boy arab and other parnta donloc 30 deep da click be
best- Best! And I put that on everything- Curly- Ace- Bun B- Trina- an' Hurricane! Verse 2 (Inaudible) Ain't nobody got to ask her who she wit- five
gat Who out there? I swear, boy, wanna get touched Roll up and catch a slug to the chest, so duck I talk the talk, walk the walk, now nigga Five hundred
You content with moving units, I'm faced with a worse plight To give you a verse like, that first hit of extascy Yeah you special in your click but you
get still I never met another dealer with that appeal With those electric eyes, hypnotized Any wise man surprised, the queen of the lye Bee eyes, bouncin' five deep, clicked
I done did a lot of shit in my life Yo Gotti, street raised, street paid I'ma sell my dope can't trust no bitch Pop my wheel break bread with my click
these cats (tang-o-phonics number one) yo [ghostface killah] Yo, god, show these niggas how we get deep, down, and dirty Like Keyon, got his wig pushed back, Five
