you see it's you Baby, it's you Baby, it's you It's you I love, baby Baby, it's you It's you, it's you I need, baby Baby, it's you So come on girl,
you got [Verse 1 - Loon] Yeah I see you girl, why you lookin at me And why your man in the club lookin trigger happy It's a shame you don't hear me though
yo yo It's your boy Lil? Jon, right It's time to take this thing to another level! Let?s go! Let?s go! Let me see you get hands up! Let me see you get
man tourin' ain't what it's all cranked up to be man It's a little different than you think man Yo so what is it really like baby} It's eight a.m. I
) (Yeah!) Don't even bang Unless you plan to hit something (Bombs over Baghdad) Uno, dos, tres It's on Did you ever think a pimp Rock a microphone? Like
mind Nonsense, not to be obnoxious kid Mega, for the record, you could suck my dick Bitch you from around the way it's sad what this do to me But Queensbridge
higher, baby, ugh Get higher, baby, yo, oh Get higher, baby All day long, I've been thinking about you, baby The way you kiss me girl, it's driving me
you can call me Mr. Hook It Up I got the hook-up, hook it up, hook it up Soldiers, I got the hook-up, hook it up, hook it up Silk, P and Bone Thugs
fault (Let's do it, let's do it) We had too many drinks, baby (Let's do it, let's do it) Got you dancin' on the bar (Let's do it, let's do it) Let's
uptight Under pressure Yeah Hey baby How'you doing? How was you day? What'you do? I said I love you Yeah? What'you thinking about? What'you thinking about? Tell me what's
uptight Under pressure, yeah Hey baby, how you doing? How was you day? What you do? I said I love you, yeah What you thinking about? What you thinking about? Tell me what's
to see the whole town Right from Yonkers on down to the Bay [Artie:] Paris and London Oh baby you can keep [Santana:] Baby you can keep [Mercedes:] Baby you
baby it's on And it's on Prepare yourself, turn off your phone And get in position 'cause baby it's on And it's on I know you're ready For the real
it be my chromed out rims? Break you neck when you see a nigga dip Or could it be the ice you see? But you tell me that you're really feelin' me Could
A-Town It's silk sheets, so it's soft when you lay down Ching-a-ling, yeah, I get down and stay down There's no one better, baby girl, you's a blessing
it, send it screaming to the Holy Spirit Glamour life, the glamour life, the glamour life It's the glamour life, yo it's the glamour, it's the glamour
