I will treat you right Rub-a-dubba with you all night long I'm like a Bee to that sweet sweet smell you bring I want you like a flower but I won't sting
shoes I will treat you right Rub-a-dubba with you all night long I'm like a Bee to that sweet sweet smell you bring I want you like a flower but I won
my head Spin like a record, crazy on a Sunday night You make me dance like a fool, forget how to breathe Shine like gold, buzz like a bee Just the thought
to this paper I'm a couple bands down, and I'm tryin' to get back I gave the other grip, I lost a flip for five stacks Yeah I'm talkin' five comma,
, Iiiiiii be I be I been I been, I been here for the culture, youknowhatI'msayin? I don't, I don't, I don't, I don't I don't be recognizin all that new
stilletos We takin over like Francis Switchin our styles like the hottest new dancers See, I let y'all live to stack a LITTLE paper Be glad I pushed my album back, I
I'm from where it's forever sunny Man, I feel like money They're attracted to me They come around like honey 'Cause I'm fly like a bee Man, I got '
starts itself, parks itself and autotunes Cause now I'm in the Aston I went from having my city locked up To getting treated like Kwame Kilpatrick And now I'm fantastic Compared to a
blues I'm not a wishy washy boy like you're used to Hey, I'm a real soul shaker I'm a true love maker, I'm a giver and a taker Yeah, when I give you
curvy My body sick, I like it dirty Work it, baby, work it, baby Work it, baby, hurt me, baby I got you moaning like a porn star I'm all in, I goes
Flo Rida Alexandra, girl, I know what you like Some people call them players But I'm far from terrified 'Cause somehow I'm drawn to danger And have been
a freak, I never crept with the ho I shoulda though, but (Chorus) Yeah Big Snoop Dogg up in this Bee-yah Bee-yah You know da rest Can I say it? BEE-YACH
a trio with Myalan' and Joe M I'm at your gravesite, midnight ritual, candlelight Heard she set you up with spite, she cop the ninja your bike I'm having
Rick Ross] I'm not a star, somebody lied I got a chopper in the car I got a chopper in the car I got a chopper in the car [Lil Wayne] Load up the choppers like
' on my booty Mr. Biggs, I really like how you kiss me From my to my You really handle your biz I think I like this game This freaky, freaky game And I
to push Feel the inside while I ride it like a yazoo(?) car Like high school I get high, rub the sternum like Mackie Reality do or die, you or I is the
I'm a king bee buzzing around your hive Now I'm a king bee darling buzzing around your hive Yeah, I can make some honey babe if you let me fly up inside
