Original lover, lover, mm, yeah, uh (Yeah) Catch a groove girl, catch a groove, that's right (DJ) A who da man dat love to make you moist and wet A who
yard I can go to Europe travel with my friends I can blow a thousand deutsche marks To get drunk in a pub with some Australians Buy a giant backpack, sew a
of us, scamma gangstas You know we honor, tip the kangol, cooling in the brown vengos [kung fu sample] I have never, giving up on a mission That's against my honor
hottest from St. Marks to St. Thomas Take game farther than the put-put planes charted The same artist who smoke rain forest and bang hardest My brain smartest break a nigga like a
's up, under my shirt Don't you take me for soft, I got a heart that pump Like a twelve gauge shotty when it start to dump Youse a mystery 'cause you
deep in that drama Bakin' like a salon(a) I'ma Fight 'em like I'm in 'Nam(a) Night 'em like a pajama Bite him like a piranha Hok, spit on ya Honor [
s been a pleasure Reppin 'til my last second through Done a lot of shit they'll never get to do - I'd like to say it's been a pleasure Honored to be somebody
The only difference is I won't admit I did it There's a limit as to how far my posse's willing to bend The Don of a ? blinds the minds of most men
stuck! Cats like the way I write, dressed like a superstar Take care of family so I don't have stupid cars Peace to all the single ladies, struggle with a
break a promise So can I give you the honors my little Pocahontas? Play by play, Miss Camay You like a Zales Diamond in the window, right on display You just a
up the phone And reassure you my love is more then a scene I adore you my wife, my Colombian queen I promise to never stray, I'm honored every day To have a
should?a worn glasses ?Cause this girl was makin? passes Not ?cause she wanted help on a test But obviously, she wanted Jess Her name was Rita, a fly cheerleader I never seen a
ssy juicy I never gave a f-ck about a hater got money on my radar Dress like a skater, got a big house, came with a elevator You n-ggas aint eatin, f-
ya, I ain't no ordinary nigga I'ma, a little Marvin Gaye and Barry White and Teddy P Mixed in with a little Billy Dee and this is a gentlemen's song
But I run the circus like ring-a-ling I'm the king of things, and your man, he a homo Like jing-a-ling, jing-a-ling (Lady) That's life, hit 'em with
rap 'Cause n*** hate me but I still got it like that A brand new 'Vette, I'm a ladies man Plus my Bretlin cost me eighty grand Aye, money ain't a thang
keep it missing That doesn't mean we'll listen Lord, You take care of fools and babies You teach women to honor their men And men respect their ladies
love Lifting high his glass in honor of the lady and her song He paid his check then lonely walked the broken cowboy home She played tambourine with a