You can let me take these arms And wrap you up inside a night that will never end I wanna be that man if you let me, come on baby let me Baby, leave
let me take these arms and wrap you up inside a night that will never end I want to be that man if you let me C?mon, baby, let me Baby, leave those
Vertimas: Pat Green. Let Me.
mac rat wouldn't fire a round into your crown I lay you down and retire you clown And I clap niggas, nat niggas kid a dirt Pat-pat with the deuce deuce
still tippin boulevard. What about this chevy? its sits so heavy. Ima break the game up if niggas let me. Im outta H-Town, whats up Fat Pat? Its the
repping PAT, forget it [Verse 13 - Waka Flocka Flame] Welcome to Clayton County, my house got surrounded The enemies trying to drown me, but my hood still around me
[Master P talking] Yo, yo, yo man let me tell ya bout this girl I met man (Another watoosie lookin' bitch, huh man) Nah man, I'm tellin' you (Another
me more devilish Me and my whores never kiss Though, motherfucker we was prone to die Just my green top, yo, we own inside, motherfucker You wanna kill me
'm still independent 'cause Jive couldn't afford me The meetings were boring, for real I was snoring The VP was fine, yeah she made me kinda horny But that's another story, let
cause if I bought me somethin' to eat, shit I bought you somethin too, WHAT'S MINE IS YOURS! BUT NOW?! You'd rather bring me down and see me fall Walkin
independent cause Jive couldn't afford me The meetings were boring, for real I was snoring The VP was fine, yeah she made me kinda horny But that's another story, let
fire Mo fire, I give her, mo fire I raise mo fire to the man up higher I lick a shot to let him know that I'm a rider My dreads hang to let him know
wind what more can she ask for chorus. come and shake a leg with me please shake a leg with me come and shake a leg with me please shake a leg with me
lot and leave in a casket Acting like a scary coward giggling and laughing Let me hit the purple kush Hurry up and pass it Yeah they call me Juicy
if I bought me somethin' to eat, shit I bought you somethin' too, what's mine is yours But now you'd rather bring me down and see me fall Walkin' wit
them bitches and that ring on ya pankies Give me all ya dope or ya green, ya pills, and ya powda Or I gotta pump the gauge and let you take a buck shot
