Author: lyricspedia

Why you up in here starting drama? Cutie got the booty with the curve like a comma We can disappear, M.I.A. until tomorrow We can get— (Babey Drew, turn it up) Why you up in here starting drama? Cutie got the— Baby, I see you over there in your zone You know this might work...

Oh, oh O-o-oh, oh (We do this from time to time) Oh, oh O-o-oh, oh (So let me tell you this, it's like this) She's so pretty but her walk's so mean The hottest little number that I've ever seen (DJ Babey Drew) And if you seen a dime, she's that times three She's a...

Babey Drew, turn it up Baby, I don't like to say goodbye, so this is bye until next time I, I see you 'cause I don't want to leave you, oh I'll just kiss you one last time to leave an imprint on your mind, girl Just for right now, tell me can you hold...

Your body is a blessing, ain't no second guessing And got no competition 'cause shawty, you the bestest Ain't no hesitation, tryna get you naked You got something I wanna see (I'm in my zone, baby) Your clothes look good but they'd look great on the floor So hurry up and take 'em off Don't...

DJ Babey Drew Tha Biz-Tha Bizness It kills me to see you cry, even more when I tell a lie And it's always something I do to you, baby And I'm so sorry for all the things that I did And I can't say goodbye, or let you just walk away So I'll admit my...

All that bullshit's for the birds You ain't nothin' but a vulture-ure-ure-ure Always hoping for the worst Waitin' for me to fuck up You'll regret the day when I find another girl, yeah That know just what I need, she know just what I mean When I tell her, "Keep it drama free" Whoa-whoa (Whoa-whoa-whoa-whoa-whoa-whoa-whoa)...

Tha Biz-Tha Bizness Three in the morning, you know I'm horny So why don't you come over my place And put a smile on my face? If you're leaving the club Shawty, hurry up So we can get this party started and take off our clothes now You already know what time it is Reach...

Jahlil Beats, holla at me Yeah, leggo It's what they wanted right? Black shades, dark tint Your girl, nigga, I get it in Stick shiftin', switchin' and burnin' out in the Benz Wood grippin', kissin' all of they model friends Mr. Dolo (Dolo), with a bunch of freaks And you know they get the party...

K-Mac Ballin' like a bitch (Bitch) You can't tell me nothin' 'cause I'm ballin' like a bitch (Uh, uh, uh, uh-huh) Filthy ass rich (Rich) Swimmin' in this money 'cause I'm ballin' like, b-ballin' like a (Ballin' like a) Ballin' like a bitch (Bitch) B-B-B-Ballin' like a bitch (Uh, uh, uh, uh-huh) Filthy ass rich...

Fan of a Fan mix tape, man, we rocking so Make sure y'all check it out, Tyga Tyga They are checking it out, nigga, ha ha Ha ha, I'm tired, nigga Yeah, you know, see y'all still rocking with the mix tape And you know, y'all halfway through And I hope you all enjoyed what...