me Then come with me tonight And I'll show you magic What? What? Magic I got the magic stick I'm a freak to the core Get a dose once, you gon' want
where I am and where you at And my homeboy Larry Live is the only one that have my back? We were the perfect pair, and now it seem that we don't match
never say what you want & you never say what you need & my flames inside start burning wanting watching, waiting.... Tick tok , tick tok ... Time is wasting you are just making me more angry and wanting
, boo I'm bout to dead my mans for you When it's all said and done I got plans for you, he said "Oh baby, I need you want you in my life Gotta get you
you When it's all said and done I got plans for you He said (oh bay-beeee) [Chorus: Blackstreet] Ooooooh baby, I need you want you in my life Gotta
free? We could get close To our visions and hopes I lived for times just like these And I know What you need, what you want, so many things So I'll go And
million records and 7 years, ain't nothin' changed And everybody wanna be like The Bone And you can put your radio on without you hearin' our flows Ten toasts, to the earth, match
a pack. The family needing money, asking him if he get fronted. He wants to learn the game, cause being broke aint feed em nothing. They met and taught em, and
One Two, One Two (x2) There's no need for overthinkin I don't need that (x2) You don't need that (x2) All we ever need Is you and me Like a two piece
Max Try to react, but you were never clam And never could kick a verse When worse come to worse I'm better Shine like genuine rhine, and black patented
catch my eye We both wearing Gucci, she match my fly And that's why, I suppose to keep her closer Right by the side, toast and to host her And that
you choke and gag, I Poke Her Face off and now she faceless, I poke her so much I deserve a bracelet Young Money! I poke her face off and now she faceless and
And just tell em' to go and they just start pimpin' See it ain't been no big pimpin' It has to be small pimpin' first And uh, girl you lookin' good but
I'm countin' the months So all I'm thinkin' is why me and what the fuck you want You better call that pretty boy up and harass him Ja told me that you
d seen it all Her color, her shape, what I need and all Twitch like seasons, when the summers, spring and fall In back seat of my jeep, I'm chrome veet and
Like a rib shot That's what the customers want Don't cha, this ain't the typical story Therefore I don't fall in the category I'm cool calm and collective