I wanna be like Kanye I'll be the king of me, me, me Like Kanye, Kanye, yeah yah, yeah yah I have never wished and hoped Didn't need a telescope To see where I am going I have never been the one Trying hard to hold my tongue Is my stereo on

Just wanna see you touch the ground Don't be shy girl go Bananza Shake ya body like a belly dancer Hey ladies, drop it down Excuse me, beg your pardon girl Do you have any idea what you startin' girl? You got me tingling, come to me mingling Steppin'

I could tell you want more She get lifted, she get stoney She get so high, she get stoned I'll take your eyes and see the moon Take your body to the ocean I'll supply you with the potent I could tell you wanna go Baby, tell me where we goin'

I wanna hold you, wanna hold you tight One way or another I'm gonna see ya I'm gonna meet ya, meet ya, meet ya, meet ya I'm gonna get ya, get ya, get ya, get ya One way or another I'm gonna win ya One day, maybe next week Na na na na na na na na na I`m

Get it out! Spit it out! Evil in ya mix Rid it out! Don't ever wanna see, what that pit about We just stomp, we just thump, we just grit it out I come from it, but it seems impossible to run from it! All the evil I did to people then none could stomach?

Until you were gone Ice cold, I freeze up when I see ya Left you just to find out that I need ya So far, I wanna pull you closer I wish we could start the whole thing over Ever since I left you I’ve been trying to get you back And it keeps getting worse

That ain't no way to treat the broken hearted Baby, come on Baby come on Come on baby Come on baby finish what you started I'm incomplete One, two, one, two, three Well if you wanna see other guys

Talk to me, talk to me We ain't keeping no secrets Come get a little closer I wanna get to know ya Start with our sheets between us tonight Talk to me let's go deeper You already know I need ya I wanna see you leave on the lights I know I seen your face

(Now they wanna grab the guns and come and get ya) (It's the ones that smoke blunts with ya, see ya picture) (It's the ones that smoke blunts with ya, see ya picture) yeah One time for the homie DJ Screw Already, I'm feeling throwed in this bitch Up so

I'll stay me And millionaires wanna ride old farm tractors I'm just what I am I'm just what you see So I'll make it easy T-shirt, blue jeans Don't like much on TV Caviar and a Triscut Ain't no redeye gravy on a biscut