U made me slow it down. (down) Especially when u come round. (round) How the hell it go down, Got me actin like a clown. (clown) It ain't funny girl
should sang (Let's Get It On Tonight) [Chorus] [Verse 3:] Girl you fine ass hell mama done you well I see it in yo face (Let's get it on) I'mma beat you down
[Intro] Goddamn Lil Mama U know u thick as hell u know what im sayin Matter fact After the club u know what im talkin bout Me and my niggas gone
you've never seen Saying goodbye to the world The house of love burning down I'm the door for you to heaven I'm your window over hell No remission
picked wrong I see myself swinging in the gentle breeze Remembering girls and the way they teased Mama and papa saying this I tell We loved you boy but you`re going to hell
a hi hat with a souped up tempo I'm on a roll and it's time to go solo Rollin' in my 5.0 With my ragtop down so my hair can blow The girlies on standby
your weak body floating in the river Ways of the day, man nobody knows If you should be for sure to walk out your door with your 44. Hell I waited, and
your weak body floating in the river Ways of the day, man nobody knows If you should be for sure to walk out your door with your 44. Hell I waited,
grind, stay down for mine Trying to get mine in daily Holla' at me like you know your fo', chiefing on that green green Never snort a lot of coke, stayed down
this game down pat, sure be running the track Get some money from these hoes and see how they react Show 'em how a real nigga come down like that [Chorus
nigga lookin' at me like I'm wrong Don't where your playa' partner, do dis' thang til' the money gone hook (J-Bo) It's Friday night, so what the hell
do' My hands on the grain, my pedal down to the ground Ain't got my license, back so I need to slow down Now I'm scrapin the flo', shawty ain't got on
but I'm back in this wagon Handcuffin' this clown ass nigga still braggin' Ain't a damn thang funny, what the hell this be bout' Tell me where the fuck I'm going, how the hell
later they're all getting out So he had to join up alone He was dreaming of the Ivy League Since he was only 3 feet tall Get the hell out of Jersey
] What if I wanted you here right now Would you fall in the fire burn me down If I wanted you here right now Would you fall in the fire burn me down
the blades of his chainsaws While he dips 'em in P.F. Chang's sauce Game's up, homie, hang it up like some crank calls You think I'm backing down you
storm commin that the weather man couldn't predict, I start the ball prick you better flee cuz I get ticked It's a rap, I was down, when I was down
forget But I don’t go around fire expecting not to sweat And these niggers know I lay them down, make their bed Bitches try to kick me while I’m down: