can get down to the funky sound 'Cause my crew don't mess around (Make it funky) So the girls can get busy, dog the dance floor Make the guys get dizzy
the robbers? these home boys got too much armor we got so much jewelry on we just make your vision dizzy give your ass a charm and watch it make your fingers
Every night your line is busy All that buzzin' makes me dizzy Couldn't count on all my fingers All the dates you had with swingers Bye, bye, bye, baby
, I spiral, and I splatter Hand of god, I feel the finger, Hand of god, and I start to whirl And I whirl, and I whirl, Don't get dizzy, do not fall now
fuckin' with that brown thang To Shorty B and Short, we goin' international Fuck the local fashion show, niggas can't be broke Mhisani for the money fuck a bitch until she dizzy
comments, nigga what?! (Nigga what, it's the Curriculum!) [Canibus] Yo, e'rything is e'rything my nigga I ain't bitter, but if I gave you the finger
there's a twinkle in my eye Time to go to work but it's so hard to say goodbye And as I think of you its like I had a dream or two I feel dizzy man where
me miss the sign that said, "Men at work" I screamed out loud as I crashed through the baracade I saw my whole life flash before my face I felt kind of dizzy
hear the sound Of the shell's when they hit ground But you know there right down Can't take chance's if you came to fuck around Finger print's on the
I'm dizzy walkin outta larry's army wear used With some black leather shoes and desert BDU's Many boxes of ammo, i got the camo face paint Barricaded
'm a mack, I cold turn you out I wont ask and I sure won't beg Reach right over and rub your leg I let my hand slide between your miniskirt Slip a finger
Your love so Digi, ah You make me dizzy, ah Your love so Digi, ah Yo, heart poundin?, chart bounded God astounded, well rounded Lost and founded, stay
I'm like thomas doubting fingers Running the scars your wrists and side Touching flesh will make my mind believe I want to be like david throwing his
a twinkle in my eye Time to go to work but it's so hard to say goodbye And as I think of you, it's like I had a drink or two I feel dizzy damn, where
thing that you can Do that's gonna ruin my night (But there's just something about) This dizzy dreamer and her bleeding little blue boy Licking your fingers
the planet eat beans and rice They can't afford beef or they think cows are nice If you talk table manners, don't believe all they told ya I eat with my fingers
got rich again, On that same shit again, All I ever do is, (Stunt hard) (Drake verse 1) I tell her. I'm getting motherfuckin' busy. So many spins my records is motherfuckin' dizzy
I'm like, Thomas doubting Fingers routing the scars in your wrists and side Touching flesh will make my mind believe But I want to be, like David Throw
