lloyd
i want you [remix][*]
I said, "What time you get off?" She said, "When you get me off" I kinda laughed but it turned into a cough 'Cause I swallowed down the wrong pipe Whatever that mean, you know old people say it so it sounds right So I'm standing there embarrassed, if we were both in Paris I would have grabbed her by the waist and kissed her, but We in the middle of whole foods, and those foods Ain't supposed to beef, but you'd think they hated tofu Check-in line got rowdy, my vision got cloudy I started seeing circles like some Audi Emblem, I'm hearing them say, come on man Do this own your own time, get the hell on, man I walked out, hm, I got bout Half-way to my car when I heard shorty shout "Three thousand, forgot your credit card, smart move By the way, my little sister loves your cartoon" Well, here's my name and numb If I ain't the one, lose it, if I am, use it If a man chooses, and he can, do's it And he don't, don't take it personal, he might be might be swamped With making mozzarella, no, making worlds better Cheese will come, believe me, I'm, never focused on the cash Ask Mel Gibson, Jesus Christ, I'm bout the pass, ion  Stop, baby bring that thang back You know where my heart at Shorty, show your boy some love 'Cause I'm about to lose it With the way you move it It's been making me do it Girl tell me what it do I'll change the game for you I'm a player, yes it's true, but  Can I be for real? This is how I feel I'm in need of love So let's dip up out of here Ooh, you just my type Everything's so right And I just wanna chill So let's dip up out of here Let's dip up out of here  Ah, ah-ah, ah-ah She's fine too, but I want you Ah, ah-ah, ah-ah She's fine too, but I want you  I'll admit it, this just ain't no game These just ain't words that I'm spittin' If you could see the thoughts that's in my head I'm trippin', I'm a player yea it's true But I'll change the game for you I wanna see what it do, ooh  Can I be for real? This is how I feel I'm in need of love So let's dip up out of here Ooh, you're just my type Everything so right And I just wanna chill So let's dip up out of here Let's dip up out of here  Ah, ah, ah-ah, ah She's fine too, but I want you Ah, ah, ah-ah, ah She's fine too, but I want you  Yeah, Nas be in the crib low, strip pollin' it Cold Guinness, bitter taste, slim waist, I'm gon' hit it We low-key baby, like a baritone Apple computer, e-mail me to come screw ya Run through ya, undo ya bra, gimme medulla, uh Ya cute as a movie star, in sin city, Hennessey, my love slave Lovin' is pimpin', no rest have, with none of 'em I would leave every one of em, you just say it Just leave it the way it is, he ain't aware that sleepin' dogs lie But keep a sharp eye on him, cause I'm the wrong guy To wanna put this four-five on em, let's get it on, ma You got my nose wide open You already locked down and rot down, but so delicious If he get suspicious, bring up his old mistress I ain't dry-snitchin', but why should you be feelin' bad Cause I be killin' that, huh?  Can I be for real? This is how I feel I'm in need of love So let's dip up out of here Ooh, you're just my type Everything's so right And I just wanna chill So let's dip up out of here Let's dip up out of here  Ah, ah, ah-ah, ah She's fine too, but I want you Ah, ah, ah-ah, ah She's fine too, but I want you