(Checkin' me now just walkin') Alright, hey, alright Walk, don't walk, talk, don't talk Walk, don't walk, talk, don't talk Walk, don't walk, talk, don't
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people I meet (tellin' me now, just walkin') Alright Walk - don't walk Talk - don't talk Walk - don't walk Talk - don't talk Walk - don't walk Talk - don't
I meet (tellin' me now, just walkin') Alright Walk - don't walk Talk - don't talk Walk - don't walk Talk - don't talk Walk - don't walk Talk - don't
dance floor! I be Doin' tha stanky leg {ayyy} [x3] [Verse 2: Prince] Hold up Kinfolk; Watch me do it like my bro, Stick ya legg out dougie fresh and drop it low! {Prince
em off G.P. Mom I'm sorry I cant let you berry Don't worry just comecary And some letters plus some phone time momma What's the golden rule don't turn
my? I dare you While it really seem like the kings life ain’t glamorous As seen through the eyes of untrained amateurs Because the camera’s don’t see
class to rap full time And get the fuck outta the fake school and rhyme Anybody who thinks this fuckin attitude is a gimmick Come and see me, see if I don't
to this shit I don't got, be the shit I gotta take Dealin with fate, hoping God don't close the gate [Chorus (repeats in background)] [Prince Ital]
wear her stripe with her plaids And she won't brush her hair (I swear) She don't like wearing shoes in December But I don't care (I don't care) [Chorus
Walk Away! (Walk, Walk, Walk Away) Walk Away, Walk Away, yeah! (Walk, Walk, Walk Away!) Walk Away, Walk Away, All right! (Walk Away, Walk Away, Yeah, Walk Away!) Walk
you fucked up... You don't came in the club wit yo muthafucking click... We don't give a fuck hoe, ya'll pussy like bitches You don't came in the club
case that don't impress her Say hello to dexter, say hello to uncle fester Got them gazing at my necklace and my crazy sun protectors G-Shocks i got a crazy don
t wait, can't wait), I can't wait to be with you, can't wait (Can't wait, can't wait), I can't wait to see you (Can't wait, can't wait), loving you is
ain't paid and Nique Nique ain't straight Would your favorite song about the whips, money and shit Be relevant if you found out the money wasn't rich
the prince of the O-town Make them hoes go down Since I turned 21 I don?t kno how to act Hopping out different whips And smashing like err chick I don?t
" I said, "This isn't Sha na na, come on Mom, I'm not Bowzer Mom, please put back the bell-bottom Brady Bunch trousers But if you don't want to I can
