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Скачать плюс минус mp3 файла песни Эти шаги должны помочь 👇First Verse (Ms. Tee): Lovin' you, was the only way I could show you But I could see, all this competition is a lie for me You said you wanna be with me, but alot of girls is catchin' your eye I feel I'm here with you, I should be the only one on your mind If you keep actin' like a boy I'm gonna stop wastin' my time This love can't go on, so boy take me home! Chorus (Ms. Tee): Take me home Take me home Take me home Take me home (2x)
Second Verse (Kangol Slim+Ms. Tee): (Kangol Slim) Ah! Ol' girl I know you love me So won't you come over here and rub-a-dub me? Because these other hoes jock you actin' funny? Ol' girl it's no time to play Plus me and you don't got no relationship anyway (Ms. Tee) Well I don't want you Because you want everybody in my whole crew Stop claimin' me boy like I'm your boo You can go bout your business if you want to Because I'm tired of you (Kangol Slim) Oh, you actin' silly now! Playin' these dumb games like a silly clown! I see you and all in your face is a frown! Roll with the flow! If you can't well then back home you can go (Ms. Tee) Oh, you actin' dumb now! But I know the girls at the bar want you You can't play me like a fool You can be with them girls if you want to Cuz I'm tired of you! Chorus Third Verse (Mista Menor): Before I take you home, I'ma put somethin' on your dome Cuz baby girl you been trippin' all night long Rollin' your eyes, smackin' your teeth, stompin' your feet Bootin' up every broad that be talkin' to me Ya tryin' to check somethin'? Well baby girl you wrecked somethin' You gone need a cab home cuz I just left somethin' Young heffer, can't roll with the high-stepper Cayenne pepper, girl I'm hotter than hot You know how many lil' broads wanna take your spot? Don't be fussin', don't be cussin', don't be bitchin' alot I'ma rapper Baby Here's twenty-five rounds, holla at me Baby We can do it again You my girl, you my dog, and you still my friend Chorus
