Baby-by-by-by Just chain my hands down, make love to my body baby Chain my hands down, make love to my body baby South side Nigga for life She's a south side shawty for life I've been tryna' get with you for a minute girl (now) Why would I turn you down

Slang with me, I don't wanna get my hands dirty Slang with me, I just wanna get soakin' wet All I ever wanna get is slang I'll rap 'n' ruck 'n' jam it up but count me out 'Cause all I ever wanna get is slang Sittin' dark getting taken 'cause I said

Be my little freak, (yeah) If you fuckin' with me Really fuckin' with me Let her put her hands in your pants Be my little freak You go get some girls and You'll let her put her hands in your pants Bring em to me

All I gotta do is play it cool And end the night with a kiss My hands are sweatin' heavy Something she's got got me feeling like this Hey, hey baby's on the way I ain't been doin to right Since I met her last night Some kinda burnin' breakfast Lost at

I gave you all But I gave you all Force from the world a patient smile And you rip it from my hands And you swear it's all gone And you rip out all I had Just to say that you've won Rip the earth in two with your mind Seal the urge which ensues with

You're my, my, my, my kind of woman My, oh my, what a girl And I'm down on my hands and knees Begging you please, baby, show me your world Oh baby, oh man You're making my crazy, really driving me mad That's all right with me, it's really no fuss As long

strip that down, girl (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah) You know, I love it, when the music's loud But c'mon, strip that down for me, baby Now there's a lot of people in the crowd But only you can dance with me So put your hands on my body You know, I love it

You can miss me with that fake shit How you real but writin' statements? Money in my hands, spend it all then I replace it My gang in the buildin', we came up from dirty basements Nigga try to beef with us, we left him in the pavement Take a puff and all

But you’re in my head I do it for I do it for you Now you’re in my head And it’s outta my hands When you’re in my thoughts I don’t wanna pretend And I lose control, with you I do it for

Swept away with the tide Through the holes in my hands Crown of thorns at my side (Swept away with the tide) Drawing lines in the sand For a moment of bliss In the passion We're craving