收聽shyne(歐美)的Jimmy Choo (Album Version|Explicit)歌詞歌曲

Jimmy Choo (Album Version|Explicit)

shyne(歐美), Ashanti2004年1月1日

Jimmy Choo (Album Version|Explicit) 歌詞

Jimmy Choo (Album Version|Explicit) - shyne/Ashanti

Written by:K. Smith/I. Lorenzo/Jamaa/Barrow/A. Douglas

Yeah

 

Shyne gang land murder inc

 

Haha

 

Alright turn the beat up

 

I see you OK

 

I see you ma in your though sand dollar weave

Master p style on ya sleeve

Alright jimmy shoo shoes on ya feet

Shoot right

Slide inside the spider

 

I know tired of guys who try to lie

To slide inside you

 

Forget about that let's go

 

Forget about rap I'm PO

I mean really I been getting money

Since n**gas is rapping for me

Its fast as sh* t

'Cause you don't look like you got your head right

I just hope that you can give head right

Breezing through XL headlights

New York is mine relax your mind

Oh

Can't nobody

 

Do them things we do

And can't nobody

Touch me like you do

Can't nobody

 

Love me like you do

 

And can't nobody

 

Be like me and you

 

This is me

I'm mostly respected

 

Ring down to the necklace

 

Some hos say I'm sexist

 

'Cause all I want to do is stuff coke in they breast's

Sit back lift stakes count money

 

In the zone roll tha doe

 

I need a Prada chick

To take this dick and take this script

And flick this sh* t base this sh* t

We can go shopping and buy some things

Up in harry Winston ma try some rings

 

How you feel like you is prince di

So much cuts on your wrist

They could draw subside

 

No lie you ain't heard

Extensive trips expensive rips

You ain't seen nothing like this

Not in your life

If I ain't that n**ga sh*t you f**king right

Can't nobody

 

Do them things we do

 

And can't nobody

Touch me like you do

Can't nobody

Love me like you do

And can't nobody

 

Be like me and you

Who gon' cop them hos PO

 

Who gong rock them clothes PO

Who gon' pop them fros po

Well I'm glad you know

No need to ask who Holland

You ain't Dada me a lotta

Shyne win ton gotta

See you n**gas in hell

Now let's prevail feds on the tel

Just post bail a million in cash

Now you know that ain't rapping pimping

Please believe that

Body smoked like we was jus gonna clap em' up

That ain't enough then why you backing up

N**gas talking real greasy on them rap records

Look I'm strip you naked take ya necklace

 

Give it to my soldiers like hold this

F** k you n** ga you could never fool this

But anyway back to business

Let's play

I like girls that like girls

That like girls that like furls

OK

Can't nobody

 

Do them things we do

And can't nobody

Touch me like you do

Can't nobody

 

Love me like you do

And can't nobody

Be like me and you

 

 

Oh yay