wont mean a thing tomorrow if your waiting for a sign you'll never know you know its not enough to just talk about it, take control the world is in your
phone out His and her match, we're goin' all out Your crown and my crown, we're gonna ball out Take my time, I won't stall out Stop, take a look, left
you walk in the door Free yourself up get ya ass on the floor! Be a maniac! lose control (just lose control) GET NAKED!! Strip down to your soul! [Bridge
, night club Closet drunk, bathtub White house, jim crow Dirty lies, my regards And when the world just treats you wrong Just come with me and I'll take
who (is Mr Brown)? Is Mr Brown controlled by remote? O-o-oh, calling duppy conqueror, I'm the ghost-catcher! This is your chance, oh big, big Bill bull-bucka, Take
bare our other sides and feel the kiss of flesh. "Take your clothes off," I commanded like a bold and common bandit basking in a feeling of control.
Firm biz, what it is? Blackstreet Na na, steady rise, peep this out Baby gotta get you home with me tonight Gotta get you home Hold up, let's take it
, steady rise, peep this out (Oooh, (bab-bayyy), gotta get you home with me tonight) (gotta get you home) [Verse One:] Hold up, let's take it from the
fuck these hoes, man, no question Just bring yo' ass on Because they already buzzin' And lovin' My hospitality, I put it down I got a quarter pound o' weed And a big thing o' crown
crown For the most bush sold on the levee My my, how word gets around She strangles for a good time And she kills my self-control She's my man, don't
here on the ground Contenders don't you even think to challenge the crown Of these brothers who so eloquently hold the beat down Fuck the rigmarole, we vyin' for the control
Akal?m, haydi bu battle'? kazanal?m (Let's go, let's win this battle) (We started in the Midwest) (Now we 'bout to take it) (All over the world, baby!) (
will be born Take 'em all back with an old-school twist But make sure you do it to them just like this Take 'em to the east, take 'em to the west Take
show, my 40 clearly applauds Sittin' fifth row, I might appear to be bored Plotting on a Kanye but screaming where's my award Ballin' out of control
[MadChild] I give you the creeps My style's sickening First the awakening Prepare for the quickening Battle sole controller There can only be one
control, body's drop You know the saying in the hood, fuck the cops Certified on the clock, them ducks with metal glocks It takes place on the planet in rocks Take
controlled Boeing When I get bitten, I bite back, Quicker than Tyson attacks I don't give a fuck if I don't get my license back, so, take caution The
