Girl, your body on fire Huhuh Your my desire Huhuh Every time I touch you make me feel Every time im with you make me feel Every time I freak you make
: Girl, your body on fire Huhuh Your my desire Huhuh Every time I touch you make me feel Every time im with you make me feel Every time I freak you make
down cuz I'm destined to be I know you love to see me (6 feet underground) why see do the Devil's Eyes you vision my demise so may your soul lie (6 Feet
a lot of places And I swear I seen a peaceful smile on my mama's face When I gave her the keys to her own house This your land Your only son done became
it could be your turn... word (Kadafi) Yes this a felonies' hobby That got me here thinking robbery Day to day all year long Teflon protects my body
Turn it up in my head phones (Coming to a ghetto near you, street fame) More Haha, coming to a ghetto near you, [Verse One] I wasn't mad until
need you kno i like it when your body goes [b2k:] bump bump bump [p diddy:] bad boy, b2k, yo o, talk to em player [omari:] i like your lil sexy style
girls at the party with the diamond Zinati's I'm that classy mami with the Marilyn Monroe body (hahaha) I'm that fly chick 5'6", Marc Jacob mini Ghetto
? Me & my girls at the party with the diamond zinati's I'm that classy mami with the Marilyn Monroe body. I'm that fly chick 5*6 Marc Jacob mini Ghetto
Hit you with some love tonight What if for once in your life Everything you want to feel is real in my mind Gotcha on my mind Like makin' love to ya right Your body
like your laptop so tell 'em that on iChat Uh, you should mind your bidness here, you should mind your bidness dear All this money I'ma get this year, that mean your
once more for the road Yeah, I'm being honest your honor, I killed a man But he was a fucking problem your honor They say Joey's a killer, everytime body
Call it a killers exhibition Let the body hang A real work of art Show your heart I'll blow your smarts Yeah It's the ghetto god Rep the Bronx till I
can't even handle me right now Eh-yeah-ah-ah-ah... (Put your hands up!) Eh-yeah-ah-ah-ah... (Put your hands up!) Eh-yeah-ah-ah-ah... (Put your hands
it's your life, not mine nigga, so you make the call Now, I can blow your brains out, punk and act the fuckin' fool Or you can hand your guns over, and
if I'm playin in vein When you niggas Boo it's cool Cause your sayin my name [Chorus] Is it the way I live and what I got is what your tryin to get Do
That compares to the ghetto… (Compares to the ghetto…) We've been all around the world And haven’t found a girl, That compares to the ghetto… (Compares to the ghetto
