| despite where i go,
im never gonna leave
shes apart of me, like my lungs, without her, unable to breathe
when i cut niggas up, i have her as mah sheathe
her love's beyond me owning sev'ral thousand G's
im a broke ass homie, i just hope she doesnt bounce
addictive like bacardi, but puts more bounce than that ounce
rocking european gear, names i can't pronounce/
double team, our combinations' tough,
even when the times are rough
knowing shes by mah side, hope she wont leave
i just hope that she thinks mah love is just enough
fer you, id trade it all,
hoes best to stop givin phone calls
when i dont have time, she makes me change mah mind
we bump and grind, were the flip bonnie and clyde
hatas best to step off, we'll kill u othawise
beautiful, gleamin eyes, with mah eyes on them thighs,
theres none betta,
we'll go back to the PI, in Boracay
if theres anything wrong
girl, id be happy to oblige// |