yo i felt like writin a rhyme about a woman, cause they a big part of a niggers life. this is telling a story. its supposed to be rhymed pretty quick, but the speed of the lines vary
i stilll remember the first time i saw you
you know how it is
you look at a nigger a certain way it can make a nigger fall for you
made a nigga feel like i gotta call you
walked across the dancefloor pulled you on kinda forced you
the way you moved those hips got a nigga goin crazy
i see u walk the the streets got niggas goin crazy daily
you looked at me to tell me u werent eva gonna play me
seein you for ten minutes
i want you to be my baby
left the party, i werent smokin
but you got me feelin high
your numbers now mine
flew home, picked up the phone
never have i been talkin for so long
my feelings already strong
you assure me that you wont do me wrong
ready to par-tay, seein you the next day
thinkin up how im gone treat you the very best way
a real gent, cause i dont wanna lead you astray
end of the night you didnt wanna go away.
two weeks
yo its like we been together years
look straight into your eyes
all doubts dissapear
sounds corny, but it seems you the only girl i wanted here
two months we kinda distant
try to make it clear
whats the deal?