Five fingers to the face You know I flaunt cha, cause' girl I really want cha And you looking nice, got me cooler than a bag of ice Now freeze, freeze, freeze, now go Drop it fast and move it real slow, oh! What, you smell so fruity I'm a pirate and

Woah, what a wonderful night Woah, watch me glisten in ice Woah, don't this shit look real nice? Woah, tryna feel all the vibes I don't know what's the deal And I'm just tryna feel, feel Tryna feel it Ayy, ooh your love, it fill me up Ooh, tryna feel

So open it up and take a look 'Cause under the covers one discovers But a cover is not the book That the king may be a crook For a cover is nice A cover is nice Chapter titles are like signs And if you read between the lines You'll find your first

Look at this I'm a coward too You don't need to hide, my friend For I'm just like you Yes, oh my god

I need to hold the corner and then slow whine it One time, yeah Oh-oh-oh-oh Want me to feel like I'm new Want me to watch you do you Don't, girl, you look so nice But you're not nice, you're rude Look what you're putting me through I'd never do this to

Sign me up, want you put me down, I just wanna rock with you, rock with you, baby Your looking for a real love, this is real love Sign me up, sign me up, sign me up, baby Girl what you want, big chips is it, nice whips, A nice boo with jeans that just

DTP we got them guns that go Yea I'm all about that pistol player, cold blooded killer Niggaz recognize my name, I dub the young dealer You better tell ya man that with the gauges I'm nice Ill shoot up y'all white shirts until y'all look like dikes But

Look at this I'm a coward too You don't need to hide, my friend For I'm just like you Yes, oh my god

I'm just like you You don't need Just like you Yes, oh my god I'm just like you, you don't need, just like you Look at this I'm a coward too You don't need to hide, my friend For I'm just like you

You ring me often nightly At precisely nine tight Nigga never off But you were one time like 10 o'clock But that's life B And you are my wifey You look right with your hair to the side Blue jeans, nice shoes and a yellow top Likes tunes from bashment to