: Growing up as an inner city brotha where every other had a pops and a motha I was tha product of a heated lover Nobody knew how deep it screwed me
to cock me, but them can't gun store When a batty bwoy do it from the mob Ahh, pull up your pants then you screw an left squad Look around, look around
: Ooh, what else can I do, ooh, what else can I do ooh, face in a screw ooh, racing to prove you never remember the blossom sender still in a rub a dub
their heads like Buddha I'm a flyguy you know I'm smoother of course no remorse is left for all those loser crews I do not care what you do I always screw
rounds Ask Preme nigga 50 dont back down I kick it funky like fiends in a crack house Cross the line boy Ima air ya ass out Screw your face at me, I wanna
I never ever do On the radio, they say me and you a item Nas fall in love with hoes me I just like 'em I can't be your man Paris head game great And
Tanned it out, passin the hunnies, gettin my woof on Think I won't fuck a fat bitch, ya dead wrong You pretty yellow bitches is gettin the head song *
when to turn the screw Does the noise in my head bother you Something?s gotta give Comic books are comin? true Does the noise in my head bother you Digerotic
wanna tell the world To be honest, I'm surprised she even wanted me to do it (Doesn't really make sense) But man, screw it (I ain't one to argue with
get surprised and start rolling your eyes when I tell you ?Let's get crazy, hop in the ride There's no man, no wife just plans for tonight And if you screw
there again cause you were always such a tease But I don't need you and I don't want you here tonight I just wanna know that I will wake up confident my head is screwed
Listen, I'm never home I always get up and go Puttin' you through the unnecessary rigga-ma-ro I never meant to put a thousand pounds Of stress on ya head
Verse 1:] Me nuh taste, mi nuh bite, mi nuh chew lu lu lu lu Super hype nah go play numba two lu lu lu lu A pure fat pussy gyal mi a screw lu lu lu lu
mi seh hothead mi nuh mean nuh fever Once dem a bleach an dem nuh love black Once dem a dash weh weed an bun crack Once dem a push head under gal frock
noddin' baby All you gotta do is bring that (cmon?) And we can get it poppin' baby. [Chris Brown:] Say what yo' name is Ooh yeah that fits you girl Tell me where you headed
up And my head against stone Balcony dressed and drawn Tonight I'll dream a room so far away Frost pale blue The colour of a perfect day And then screw
goes too slow I've got Friday on my mind CHORUS (See my baby) Gonna have fun in the city (feel like fucking you) (Do my baby screw) Be with my girl
: Done feeding, I leaned back head rested on the couch's top Must leave the house soon mean gone cause my pops he's hot Grab my blue backpack, My walkman