me hot) Shortys a freaky girl (shorty don't stop) Shortys a kinky girl (she put it on me) Shorty she rocks my world (it's the remix) repeat 3x
Shorty, give me a sign Where you wanna be satisfied Surely you need to knowwww, oh How far you're willing to go Shorty if I can be yeah,your freakiest
[Chorus:] I wanna give you sexaul healing I wanna give yo body the feeling Don't come too fast Let's make it last all night I wanna give you sexual
Wit Me Taike Off Your Pannies Get Nasty. [Girl:] Take My Panies Off Of Me Boy You Got Me So Horny Lay Me On This Bed And Do What You Want To Me [X3 And
[Verse 1:] Step into my room Take off all your clothes It just me and you Your body callin me Jus waiting for this moment All day long yea Girl I know
Picture yo body on top of me Picture yo body on top of me We can chill at my place (wanna work on ya,work on ya,work on ya, work on ya) Can I offer
Fulfillin' my destiny On knees And ones desires Be pulling all my cabbage like priors Stuck in the trance searching for something higher Fortune and fame [Chorus] [Verse 3
's so round It's just out there I mean, it's gross Look, she's just so black *rap* I like big butts and I can not lie You other brothers can't deny That
reading up Niggas see me in the beam & they speedin’ up I’m like duke holler at me when your G’s are up Oh, that’s the Kanye piece? Throw your Jesus
you wanna And remember baby it's all about you Repeat 1 (2x) Repeat 2 3 - So if it's on your mind Then you should speak your piece And say what
numbas and went on a couple dates At first everything was cool Until I meet her sista laren Got introduced to each other and then everything changed [Bridge] I wanted a piece
comin' through when it's time for collection Xzibit forever nasty, spread like infection Ain't no protection ever made by man to withstand this punishment In other
chit-chatter You may say, I have a ego, or just merry free But none of that tough talk, I take seriously It goes in one ear and right out the other Heard
Day Massacre on a jury Wanna convict me for kickin black on wax I walk the street with a battle axe [ ROUND 1: Bronx Style Bob ] Life ain't nothin but a piece
Pieces of our past lay broken on the floor Shattered just like glass this love donA?t make through anymore Nothing left to say weA?ve run each other dry
Purchase MP3 * All Hell o Lyrics All hell?s crashing down inside The windows to the other
there wasn't any wolf, could we? Huh, that would be really stupid. The Cat was up the tree in a twinkling; which is about, oh, 2.3 seconds. Bruce the
run but we can't hide cause the streets we walk are never safe Still all my shattered hopes and dreams remain scattered Broken into thousands of pieces