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  • [young noble] - repeated throughout track - x 23
    **** with me!
    [napolean - verse 1]
    Baby-girl, you know you put it on me
    Shakin your ass in the quarter for me
    It's like de-ja-vu the way i met you
    You told me you and your nephew
    Blow makaveli too, but smash that boo
    Cause that's a bootleg
    And it was hard to take my eyes off your legs
    Listen can i buy you a drink?
    Let your home girl hold your mink
    The dead thought made for you and me
    Can you walk with me, talk with me
    Or one-night stand with me, probably
    The answer i can hear tonight
    Hips, ****-lick the lips, ***** you goin home tonight
    I'm a money-maker, just shakin that thing your momma gave you
    Creamin that black heritage, i can't wait to taste ya
    You got one life to live, with much to give
    Don't play yourself short, miss thang, give it here
    And what's this i hear, about you top class
    That down-south ass will make me spend some cash
    Now did you listen to the words i was spittin at ya?
    You so much you gonna make g-star rival at ya
    [young noble - verse 2]
    I give it to you good girl, in the heat of the night
    Even when i'm rollin, cream you right
    And i ain't even tryin to sleep on old girl
    Millennium dime-piece she movin her own world
    And don't be a leader, brag on his ****
    I ain't tryin to lock you down, hear the slap on the wrist
    And i'm the type that talks flicks, when i'm up in it
    She ain't the type to throw fits when i bust in it
    So what's ****in with that
    She like to lay on her stomach so i bust on her back
    And i don't care if she a groupie or not
    I'm gettin head on the block and the hooptie'll drop
    Root-crew been hot since back in the day
    And since i knew pac, i'm havin my way
    And now you wish you would have stuck with me
    Cause all your honeys wanna **** with me
    Where they at? where they at?
    [chorus - edi mean]
    Because i'm headin somewhere
    And them other (****** baby) (rappers gone) gonna be dead in a year
    Plus, i know you tired of them fake thugs
    All-be gangstaz in they video with make-up
    Uh, i don't think so *****, i'm an outlaw *****
    Hear the heat blow *****?
    Uh, then have the time of your life
    One night, next day you tell them people you're my wife
    Cause can't nobody do it like this
    A lot of mother ******s talkin but we true to this ****
    [edi mean - verse 3]
    Come on, straight off the straights of hard time and no luck
    Some wonderin ****** that ankled this game and came up
    They ain't wanna **** with us power to this
    But we said '**** that' and set fire to this ***** *****
    Outlaw, just some ridahs on our own mission
    The trite and true, we un-**** with a boo
    It's critical, the game change, we stay the same
    A lot of **** y'all doin now, i did when i was seventeen
    And that's the truth if i ever heard it
    Hard time, sometime, but i know it's gonna be worth this ****
    We done got it together, we gonna party together
    They try to stop what we doin, we give em 'hell man whatever'
    **** this how a live ***** do it, ride or die ***** blew it
    We don't try *****, lose it
    And let em know not to **** with you
    And touch your boo, bust your tooth, hush them fools
    Chorus
    [kastro - verse 4]
    Uh, a big **** to stroke
    I ain't braggin, i'm just lettin you know
    Uh, and ever sicne you bounced on me, baby i've been ready to go
    Uh, and we can keep this between us
    Nut with nothin much to discuss
    Uh, or we can let it out to the world
    Make a boy or a girl, it's on us
    Baby, i like it when you show me your tongue
    Lick on my balls until i cum and yell 'stop, stop'
    Uh, and when i blow on your clit
    Stick my thumb where you ****, you get hot
    Damn, nasty, plus you got a big old ass
    That pop like a gun, go 'blast, blast'
    And you think your girl was ****ed
    Always talkin all that jazz
    So don't **** with me
    I'm not the ***** you love
    I'm just the ***** you ****
    I ain't the ***** to her
    Chorus
  • [young noble] - repeated throughout track - x 23
    **** with me!
    [napolean - verse 1]
    Baby-girl, you know you put it on me
    Shakin your ass in the quarter for me
    It's like de-ja-vu the way i met you
    You told me you and your nephew
    Blow makaveli too, but smash that boo
    Cause that's a bootleg
    And it was hard to take my eyes off your legs
    Listen can i buy you a drink?
    Let your home girl hold your mink
    The dead thought made for you and me
    Can you walk with me, talk with me
    Or one-night stand with me, probably
    The answer i can hear tonight
    Hips, ****-lick the lips, ***** you goin home tonight
    I'm a money-maker, just shakin that thing your momma gave you
    Creamin that black heritage, i can't wait to taste ya
    You got one life to live, with much to give
    Don't play yourself short, miss thang, give it here
    And what's this i hear, about you top class
    That down-south ass will make me spend some cash
    Now did you listen to the words i was spittin at ya?
    You so much you gonna make g-star rival at ya
    [young noble - verse 2]
    I give it to you good girl, in the heat of the night
    Even when i'm rollin, cream you right
    And i ain't even tryin to sleep on old girl
    Millennium dime-piece she movin her own world
    And don't be a leader, brag on his ****
    I ain't tryin to lock you down, hear the slap on the wrist
    And i'm the type that talks flicks, when i'm up in it
    She ain't the type to throw fits when i bust in it
    So what's ****in with that
    She like to lay on her stomach so i bust on her back
    And i don't care if she a groupie or not
    I'm gettin head on the block and the hooptie'll drop
    Root-crew been hot since back in the day
    And since i knew pac, i'm havin my way
    And now you wish you would have stuck with me
    Cause all your honeys wanna **** with me
    Where they at? where they at?
    [chorus - edi mean]
    Because i'm headin somewhere
    And them other (****** baby) (rappers gone) gonna be dead in a year
    Plus, i know you tired of them fake thugs
    All-be gangstaz in they video with make-up
    Uh, i don't think so *****, i'm an outlaw *****
    Hear the heat blow *****?
    Uh, then have the time of your life
    One night, next day you tell them people you're my wife
    Cause can't nobody do it like this
    A lot of mother ******s talkin but we true to this ****
    [edi mean - verse 3]
    Come on, straight off the straights of hard time and no luck
    Some wonderin ****** that ankled this game and came up
    They ain't wanna **** with us power to this
    But we said '**** that' and set fire to this ***** *****
    Outlaw, just some ridahs on our own mission
    The trite and true, we un-**** with a boo
    It's critical, the game change, we stay the same
    A lot of **** y'all doin now, i did when i was seventeen
    And that's the truth if i ever heard it
    Hard time, sometime, but i know it's gonna be worth this ****
    We done got it together, we gonna party together
    They try to stop what we doin, we give em 'hell man whatever'
    **** this how a live ***** do it, ride or die ***** blew it
    We don't try *****, lose it
    And let em know not to **** with you
    And touch your boo, bust your tooth, hush them fools
    Chorus
    [kastro - verse 4]
    Uh, a big **** to stroke
    I ain't braggin, i'm just lettin you know
    Uh, and ever sicne you bounced on me, baby i've been ready to go
    Uh, and we can keep this between us
    Nut with nothin much to discuss
    Uh, or we can let it out to the world
    Make a boy or a girl, it's on us
    Baby, i like it when you show me your tongue
    Lick on my balls until i cum and yell 'stop, stop'
    Uh, and when i blow on your clit
    Stick my thumb where you ****, you get hot
    Damn, nasty, plus you got a big old ass
    That pop like a gun, go 'blast, blast'
    And you think your girl was ****ed
    Always talkin all that jazz
    So don't **** with me
    I'm not the ***** you love
    I'm just the ***** you ****
    I ain't the ***** to her
    Chorus