I see you standing there in the back of the room I can't talk to you so I wrote this tune It (a) goes woah...a woah oh... Sitting in my room real late
We goin? international with this one Kaz Money, Rime and the one and only Karl Wolf Yalla Habibi We can go Far away To a sunny place Yalla Habibi We
on (yea) we can phunk untill the dawn come on girl lets keep it goin you got needs i ain't ignorin work it till yo cream is pourin you like me cause i got u goin
Carats ain't nuttin when the cabbage ain't nuttin I got habits like goin to Paris I ain't frontin You can never need for nuttin, only one pipe Would
jokin' Don't worry about it dun, I'm on the next thing smokin' Hit Bristal up on the speed dial Yo these funny talkin' cats, tryin' to do a nigga foul It's goin
it through your thick skulls As if this aint some bullshit People don't usually come back this way From a place that was dark as I was in Just to get to this place
(Go to that place to get to this one) We'll walk this world together through the storm (Now some of you) Whatever weather, cold or warm (Might still be in that place
Insane? You're on the right track But turn the sounds up so I can stay amped Do another crew and break camp The only way I sleep is in a cold sweat You
I was born in New Jersey, I said it before But I guess nobody heard me, my mother died young No sistas or brothas, I was the only son When I was twelve
? (Party!) Randy Mac in the place to be, what you wanna do? (Party!) Nat The Cat, you're in the house tonight, what you wanna do? (Party!) Donald-D is in the place
without you it ain't the same And it's time to let them know that we ain't playin' games And leave (and leave) And now the only way is to leave (leave
Only reason I dissed you in the first place Was because you denied seeing me Now I'm pissed off Sit back, homie, relax In fact grab a six pack Kick back
Cuz im a mess around and? kill you I aint no woman beater, but I aint pussy neither You make me mad enough to? kill you Look how you got me goin You
respect miss it more or go postal 'Cause I ain't got it down mean that they know too You know Bankhead ain't raise no fools You know we never not goin
See every good woman, needs a thug See every good woman, needs some love JadaKiss: Go baby, you so wavy I aint never felt this way bout no lady Considerin goin
2 a.m, I'm just gettin' in, 'bout to check my message No one has called but my homies and some bill collectors Celluler rings, somebody wants to borrow money I two way
s 2 a.m., just gettin' in, about to check my message No one has called but my homies and some bill collectors Cellular rings, somebody wants to borrow money I two-way
