feet on Baby please don't make me over [Chorus] [Interlude: Hands-On] You touch me at the spot Ooh boy, you got me high (that's right) And when you're loving me
to let me know I've got a shoulder you can lean on & I'm always (always) right up the road Put your fears in my pocket I've got a key so we can lock
too long on my own Everybody has their private world Where they can be alone Are you calling me? Are you trying to get through? Are you reaching out for me
Please sing to me, I can see you open up to breathe Fast words make it easier on me Make a point to never disappoint you Somebody's got to tell me what
me on" She put her hand on my knee, I put my foot on the gas We almost got whiplash, I took off so fast The sun roof was open , the music was high
, that's from the Harlem struggle All in my swagger, that's the reason why I got my hustle I got the highest stature, Miami diamond flasher I got you
Mama told me it was comin' but I wish she woulda told me when Is this the end? Momma told me one day it was gonna happen But she never told me when She
runnin the blue rocks out (Uh) Wylin till all of my crew knocked out (Come On) [P. Did] Get yo' ass up on the floor (Huh!) [Rhymes] Throw ya hands if
rocks out (Uh) Wylin till all of my crew knocked out (Come On) [P. Did] Get yo' ass up on the floor (Huh!) [Rhymes] Throw ya hands if you wan't some
Before me and my niggas'll let loose All my ladies in the place to be Getting money while they next to me Let me see Let me hear you say fire it
, Should be aiming at mah head, I?m top down on ya set! Bring em cheechs and them lil niggas got, Imma keep it 100 till mah fuckin heart stop, Catch me
what you smoking on I call it 6 c-notes got it on the westside, cost me 6 c-notes nigga sold it to me so hot call him heatstroke poured all the powder on
Raekwon] Visual visual JB Yo 'Ye whattup Raekwon You got stacks like the international house of pancakes All alone ready to phone me and your hand shakes
on the upper hand, I think you've got me confused with a better man. Sometimes you break a finger on the upper hand, Say, you've got me confused... I
She left me, Im tied. Cuz I knew that it just ain't right I was thinking about her Thinking bout me Thinkin bout us (us) What we gunna be? Open my
'm just basket case without you He's not a magic man or a perfect fit But had a steady hand and I got used to it And a glass cage heart and invited me
girl did everything on earth to me that could be done The she backed off and teased me so I couldn't come Then she cold got stupid pushed me on the
