't got no soul She lead me outside to the church with the swing There I was her confessor Her come on made me blush, was her crush for the night? Until
I've got canned heat up my heels You know this boogie is for real Only the wind can blow the answer And she cries to me when I'm asleep She says you
I couldn't come Then she cold got stupid pushed me on the floor Had me beggin' to stop as I was acreamin' for more After she waxed by body she let me
ain't worth shit, nigga what? Think about it, shorty what you drivin' stoned by your daddy Oops, you almost had me, geesed up until I saw the truth And
, rob the motherfuckin' joint As far as moms bust her in her goddamn head Dumb bitch, that's the reason we're going up in there She don't know what the fuck she
, baby) Now how does it feel to make love to a gee? (All night long) Strictly on the Westside where I ride, now, baby, come roll with me (Come and roll, come
. Smiling with her mouth full of cum. Another one dumb dumb. Gotta go, got another hoe waiting for me in the lobby, yo And plus she got body too. She
don't let this town ruin you And if you pillow talking with the women that are screwin' you Just know that she gon' tell another nigga when she through
tonight No fighting (We got the refugees up in here) No fighting No fighting Shakira, Shakira I never really knew that she could dance like this She
first Unlatched the door I can't wait until you come over (Come over) (I can't wait) Ohh, I can't wait until you come over (No) I can't wait until you come
you to know (Oh, hoo) You're my favorite girl (Ehh, oh yeah, there's something about you) I know you gon' lose it, this new Snoop shit Come on baby boo
our Khakis and our bouncer cars You're with you friend right? (Yeah) She ain't trying to bring over no men right? (No) Shit, she ain't gotta be in the distance She
I can save you now (Lick your feet and kiss your lap)? (?) There's only one way we can stop the drought Come with me We can take a trip down south I can tell she
you found that bitch She was layin' on the ground, panties down Six chicks with a trash bag of money, tryna count that shit Never will find me around that bitch Unless she
tomorrow Goodnight, it's over with, that's all she wrote All she wrote, all she wrote I said it's over with, that's all she wrote All she wrote, all she wrote, all she
a place called home Nothin else to do but some get some clothes and pack She says shes bout to run away and never come back. [Hook - Mary J. Blige] Runaway
it's true Come on, come on, come on Well, let me see you put your hands up Hands up Fellas tell your lady she's the one Fellas tell your lady she's