[Shyne]
Ill pop Pussy
Pop Nines and Ill pop Pain
Im not sane
Cop aim leave U not stayin
In da dark range, Chock pain
No shoes for ya, leave da drop plain
Got game, last name should be octane
Open my mouth spit nuttin but hot flames
I want you now, dats why Im too hot
No way around this surrounded by riches and bitches
Flamin, when Ill spit wit slugz, A nigga like me turn cripz to bloods
You go from he is to he was
In memory of, ecetera, gun Cox like Deborah
Push up on broads, like bras
My mode is to get up in they jaws and drawers
Shyne, by any means necesarry
Kidnap yo momz and yo popz if its necesarry
[112]
Here we are, all alone
You and me, privacy
And we can do anything
Your fantasy
I wanna make your dreamz come tr-u-u-u-e
Can you hear?
Shes callin me between her legs loud and clear
I wanna talk back to her
Make love to her
I wanna hear you scream my name
[Chorus]
We can make love
In the bedroom floatin on top of my waterbed
Im kissin you, runnin my fingers through your hair
In the hallway makin our way beside the stairs
We can do it anywhere
I can love you in the shower
Both of our bodies drippin wet
On the patio, we can make a night you wont forget
On the kitchen floor as I softly pull your hair
We can do it anywhere
Anywhere
I love the way
Your body feels, right next to mine
So take your time we got all night
Girl you know, I love you so
And I know you love me too
Baby
Please dont stop, I feel it now
You feel it too, youre shivering
Oooh youre puttin me close to you
Just let it flow
Theres no other place to go
[Chorus] -aca
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