for me Check it out [c'mon!] You ready, it's Bumpy Knuckles baby Sendin this out to my niggas All them hardcore street corner, wilders Ha, ha, Freddie Foxxx baby
re a real party animal like that cat Rick James." [Mannie] "Well, give me a Hennessy and one of them pills. And point me to the strippers buck naked
Baby Cause I Owe Ya Let Me Put It On Ya Like A real Nigga its Suppose To Bow Wizzle Baby Make Them Go Crazy Love It When You're Pissed Off Tell Me Ya Hate me
around. Rick's chorus. Female chorus. Rick's chorus. Yeahhhhh! Ooowoooo. Oh baby. Oh baby. Hit me. Whoah, Mary. Only love. I love you, yeah. Whooo! Something until we give it
was smart enough? Yeah Did you think I was strong enough? Yeah Did you think I'd work it out? The Ghetto Life Sing it to ya, hit it baby baby Talkin
doin' to me but I like it, I like it I heard you whisper somethin' to me Hold me close now, baby don't leave Emotions taking over, somethin's controllin' me
his baby mommy You really don't know me so I moves it slowly Brush up and let him hold me, let me spit some baloney Baby, you could call me if you go
head around. Rick's chorus. Female chorus. Rick's chorus. Yeahhhhh! Ooowoooo. Oh baby. Oh baby. Hit me. Whoah, Mary. Only love. I love you, yeah. Whooo! Something until we give it
me cryin but I just cant help it Myself esteem is even higher when im walking with you You give me fire and desire Like Tina Marie and Rick James
Busted by the man for just getting it my way Girl don't you see, it's as strange as it can be Now everybody's out to get me I'm glad to say [Chorus: Rick James
brother stepped up, she grabbed him by the coat [ CHORUS ] Baby Don't try to save me People Just let me be Fucker I'm not your brother Step back Rick James
that you know that I be smoking and you about to ooee So fire it up and get high with me And let me see if you get as high as me Now that's what's happening
penthouse suites With seven hos at my feet To dress me, caress me, to lead me, to guide me Protect me in, perfect be in love, don't stress me You wanna
Building a future yo for my daughter and baby boy I moved form the hood yet the shit is still in me And your opinion is nothing to me I have plenty
up girl Why you trippin on me? I thought we was past that Feel me? Alright let me talk to ya, uh [Chorus - Timbaland] - w/ ad libs C'mon baby what's
I see the way we rep the hood, gotta love me You can take me out the ghetto, but you can't take it from me Gotta love it [Chorus: Rick James + (backup
Now, and even when it looks like shit is getting worse Up in the ghetto, regardless I'm a rep the hood first Gotta love it [Chorus: Rick James + (Ludacris
re doing to me But I like it (I like it) I like it (I like it) I heard you whisper something to me Hold me close now baby don't leave Emotions taking