Song #1
Pull up to the club, walk in then I
Pull up to the bar, get drinks then I
Pull up to a broad let her know what it is
how it is, why it is, what it is, (Hey hey hey hey)
I ain't got time for no games, I'm hopin' mami that you feel the same
I got what you need to feel the pain
Here's my number call me when you're up for an even exchange
FEEL ME, let me see you do that dirty dance, dirty dance
Mami, feel me let me see you touch your toes
or shake that thing and talk wit' your ***
FEEL ME! all my chicos, all my Jamaicans
(Put your hands up) all my haitians
Cause they know I'mma rep' 'til the day that they kill me PULL UP!
Song #2
Listen haters, I'm doing deals like the majors
Ice Cream Sneakers, I signed my first skater
So you can pay three and buy yourself some bapestas
Bulletproof on the t-shirts because they hate us
Dude like Snoop say "Step Ya Game Up"
Double the caboe, mediterrain up
D-Class Action cuts, tuck your chain up
Liberachi fingers, just hit Lorraine up
Just last week, I was out in Aspen
Me and Puff hoppin off the plane, both us laughing
A week before that, I was out in Italy
Attire heart throbs could not get rid of me
Up and down the tella crib, me and like ten hoes
Call from the cell phone, give me that enzo
I know what your thinking, yeah me too
Okay everybody meet mister me too
2006-08-29
11:12:49
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