Through The Window I Knew It Was You That's How We First Met I Was Watching You Undress I Winked At You And You Threw A Shoe Called The Police Honey
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at me through the window i knew it was you that's how we first met i was watching you undress i winked at you and you threw a shoe called the police honey
home', we never had chance to get up And wouldn't have, if his gun had left me hit up He'd explain how his whole crew was slappin' honey Besides all
Daddy Honey I keep you hot and wet, just flooded with ice And you can spend all day and chill, all night Come sleep with the king, peep what I bring
band, but now i got a bungee if you let me expand, that refers to the money gucci's all good, chanel is all chummy and that aint even for me, my honey
for real?! Hey yo, now that I'm a fly guy and I fly high Niggaz wanna know why? Why I fly by? But yo it's all good, Range Rover all wood Do me like you
I put it down never slouch As long as my credit could vouch A dog couldn't catch me, ass out Tell me who could stop with Dre makin' moves Attracting honeys
As long as my credit can vouch A dog couldn't catch me saying ouch Tell me who can stop when Dre making moves Attracting honeys like a magnet Giving
doubt I put it down never slouchAs long as my credit could vouchA dog couldn't catch me ********* outTell me who could stop with Dre makin' movesAttracting honeys
Blowing up your pager, exchanging fuck faces You must be used to all the finer thangs Infatuated by what money brangs It seems to me you hoes will never change So all
kinda makes you wonder When you're home all alone, "Yo, action place is farther" Ha ha ha, I thought you had her But when you fall asleep, yo, she's rollin with the Bradster I peep
blunt And yo E, we comin' to you live with the Cosmic type stuff Well, it's that brother coming six billion feet from beneath And you should be peep
in your last rhyme Ain't to much thatchu' could do, so that'chure skills could pass mine Career fineto, here's some dough, go watch a peep show Y'all
what's witchu?!) you for real?! Hey yo, now that I'm a fly guy, and I fly high Niggaz wanna know why, why I fly by But yo it's all good, Range Rover all
to get up And wouldn?t have, if his gun had left me hit up He?d explain how his whole crew was slappin' honey Besides all that, she owed them cats a
' What you doin'? (Nuttin', hon', aww, honey hon') Like I said, the party ain't dead All these chicken heads just scared! Kitties is cool and all that
crackin?) Drink-A-Lot, Smoke-A-Lot. (Haha, is that right?) And Phats Bossi. Yes. All of my niggas ridaz. Check it. Chorus *(Yukmouth)* All of
