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| Food For Thought |
Intro
Freaky
I Don't Care
After Party
In My Bedroom (Interlude)
In My Bedroom
Crazy Girl
Sexapade | 2 Step (Intro)
2 Step
Best Days
Clap
In My Car
Wha Cha Doin Tonight
Look Down On Me
Back It Up |
| » Intro « |
[Rome Talkin]
Young Rome
1st album
Im here now
Yo yea
Let me get at yall for a second
[Verse]
Yo I spit like no other
I let my flow smotha
Cities and burrows im thorough
Rich but im so gutta
Im so rookie you'd think I was satins advocate
Im bad bruh bad as JLo so call me Affleck
Sick of dis sickle cell anemia
Platinum status so I treat hoes like they the media
I keep em off me no replies or comments
And haters can go out the same way that saddam went
Cuz you cannot hide and you cannot run
And most of you niggas will die by the gun
Cuz rap is outta control
And everybody frontin like they heart is as cold as the North Pole
So this is why this LP was designed
To free your mind from you fakers
Be wrong if I cried
Talk about muttering locks in every soda crack rock
Young Rome says stop
Get yo mind right nigga
[Rome talking again]
Im here now, im here now
I don't think yall niggas heard me
I can't be stopped at this point
Im here now and aint no stopping me
And aint no dropping me
Yo niggas im here now
Move out my way
It's my day today
Im here now
TUG aint no stopping me
Young Rome
It's either all or nothing baby
I play dis game to win
Not to lose
Welcome
To Young Rome's life
Let's get em
Tech fade me out
Its time to stop playin wit dese niggas |
| » Freaky « |
(feat. Guerilla Black)
[1st Verse]
Girl drop
Get low like ya just heard the groove pop
P pop, butterfly, booty bounce, peculator, pony ride, old school flip, do the mash potatoes
I don't care just look freaky
Yo man in the club who's so sneaky
Yo voice like ?? so squeaky
?? you Shaniqwa, Shardinae
All yall got stripper names baby we could play
But I got a clothin line
We specialize in lingerie
Walkin like you on a runway scrounge
For this performance I took my braids out
Man im killin this track until it fades out
Shake da bottle den release the cork
And let it spray out, spray dese broads down
Wet t-shirt contest
500 dollas to the momi wit the firmest breast
Yess
[Chorus]
Hachu I think im catchin the flu
Cuz you sick
Chicks get wet as soon as I spit
Freaky freaky freaky freaky freaky
Freaky freaky freaky freaky
Hachu I think im catchin the flu
Cuz you sick
Chicks go crazy when dey see my whip
Freaky freaky freaky freaky freaky
Freaky freaky freaky freaky
[Repeat chorus]
[2nd verse]
If you too damn drunk den dis track will annoy you
Stop hatin on a true baller who'll employ you
All dese ladies wanna take me home
Guaranteed I aint leavin dis club alone
All dis ass in here think I aint getting some
Sippin on coke and rum getting numb
Momma shake it like a salt shaka
You and yo ying yang twinz
Im thug girl I aint tuckin my chain in
Why you wearin a fur mothafucka it's rainin
You look like a fool for girls what chu gamin
You should think about goin home and changing
Cadillac escalade what I get brains in
Rollin my eyes to the back of my head like im trippin on heron
Got my head on sped on
She got a chest like vivica
Booty like that chick on outkast video
Here come the hook here we go
[Repeat chorus 2x]
[Guerilla Blacks Verse]
Got 300 dems got a few broads just be runnin nems
smellin like ??
not waitin in line just get pushed in yea we pushed in
Young Rome and Black got em gone offa Con and Yack
Pull up on got the crack oh!
Phat farm laced to the A-1
You kno a betta pimp
Naw it aint one
You and you get back stage
You and you get the gas faze
You and you way passed age
You right there you be nasty
Wanna creep wit me
Wanna freak wit me so frequently
You kno how G's be
The young guerilla wit the icy scrilla
Ma don't you kno im the illest
[chorus]
[Omari]
damn she got a fat ass too
uh!!!
Let it go
Let it go
Let it go
Let it go
Let it go
Let it go
Let it go
Let it go
Let it go
Let it go
Let it go
Let it go
Let it go
Let it go
Let it go
Let it go
Let it go
Let it go
Let it go
Let it go |
| » I Don't Care « |
(feat. Youngbloodz)
[Chorus]
I aint thinking bout you haters ova head
I aint thinking bout them hoes ova dere
Say whatchu wanna say
Im too drunk to care too drunk to care
Do it look like I care......naw
Im thinking bout bustin dem guns
Im laid back wit that 151
Say whatchu wanna say
Im too crunk to care too crunk to care
Do it look like I care......naw
[Rome's 1st verse]
Im tryna get it playa
I'll make em feel it playa
What chu hatas tryna do
Rome already did it playa
My wheels spin like a Farris wheel
Since my days of youth
I was bumpin dolla bills
You niggas kno it's real
And imam tight and still
Only I was 8 when I signed y 1st deal
It's in my genetics to neva be a jealous man
Cuz a jealous man is part feminine
Im half amazing my homeys blazin
And dey don't hit the club till they look Asian
See you could blind fold em wit a shoe string
Niggas tryna study how I try ta do thangs
Wit cha blue wings like the water in grill Jamaica
And we far from fakas see cake like bakas
Hatas cannot break us
Ralph can't forsake us
Cuz we built the legacy like the LA Lakers
[Chorus]
[Youngbloodz Verse]
now do I look like I care do I look like I give a damn
Say whatchu say or whatchu want when you the bottom man
A lower level that im on
Im crunk and crunk and bout foolish in the zone
so dig it we ova here just doin what we like
not stuttin whatchu yellin
but push me to bigger night
Young BloodZ wit Young Rome
Belive it yea you see it
Posted wit a group fulla freaks
Where you can see it
Now we crunk in hea
Yall aint drunk in hea
I don't see no shots a liquor man dem boys drank beer
Man who dey posta be lookin like some hoes to me
Don't make me pop that trunk to the lac
And wet up yo wifey
You kno where I be
e-a-s-t-s-i-d-e
all dem ball wit me
you got me ridin, swirvin, sackin up and serving
posted on the corner
police ridin but we aint nervous
[chorus]
[Romes 2nd Verse]
I see that niggas wanna look at me the wrong way
Cuz my papa stackin everytime you hear my song play
I handle my B.I rubberban man like T.I
Getin my money since I was knee high
Pumpin bottles in the V.I
Chillin wit a diva ultimate group move units like a cheetah
Security ??
Whole team bling wit jewels and wife beatas
You talking ?? and got a bunch of misdemeanors
Petty crimes stealin tvs
Im big league yall niggas is pee wees
I see more green den the fish see sea weed
You say you seen more drugs den Dwayne Reid
But I don't belive you and nona ya people homey
You can see far from evil
Starin at me aint helping you eat
Im bout to take a few freaks back to the sweet
?? lets role
[repeat chorus till end] |
| » After Party « |
(feat. Omarion)
[Omarion talking:]
You ready
What's up everybody?
Yeah, I'm Omarion
Who that?
It's the new sheriff in town
Young Rome
[Chorus:]
Welcome to my after party (yeah)
Hope that you feeling naughty
Sexy how you move that body
Got me like (MH, T Scott)
Whoa ah whoa ah whoa
Welcome to the after party
Hope that you feeling naughty
I'm leavin here wit somebody
So we can do it like
Whoa ah whoa ah whoa
Nah nah nah nah nah nah nah nah
Nah nah nah nah nah nah nah nah
Nah nah nah nah nah nah nah nah
Young Rome
Ok
[Young Rome (1)]
I got long chain in my tee-shit
Holding the bottle
Braids freshly twisted
Caressing a model
10-ton titan
Hey, you looking exhausted
Jeans saggin' she asked?
Where's your ass?
I lost it
Asking me
How much my bracelet costed?
She finally got a young baller to floss wit
Don't touch the diamonds
You might get frostbit
Looking at my chain
Might make you nauseous
I'm in a party
Crum crumaya dunka
Let me stand behind you and look at your future
Mami you look right
So lets twurk
On the dance floor all night
And your blouse
Make it bounce
Girl are those cantaloupes or breasteses
Cuz I'm a freak
I got multiple fetishes
You know
Hands down on the dance floor
Ass up
It's an after party
Niggas put cash up, oh
[Chorus:]
[Omarion talking:]
Yeah ladies and gentlemen
I want y'all to put your hands together
Clap your hands
Clap your hands
Clap, clap, clap your hands
[Young Rome (2)]
After me there will be no replacement
What's that smell?
My homie smoking in my basement
Marques went up to my room with a freak
He can use the bed
Just take off my sheets
Everybody left the club
Headed out to my castle
I had to kick a dude out
For being an asshole
Cussin' at his broad
Drunk, loud, and staggerin'
Cuz she was in my ear
Saying thing so flatterin'
But it didn't matter then
I was at my friend
In my driveway
Getting her number at her Benz
Now I'm walking through my royal doors
Steppin on my porcelain floor
Looking at broads
Who don't like to wear draws
Everybody got their hands up
Cuz I'm a bad boy
I throw live parties like Puff Daddy
Rome, true payer for real
I don't trip when the Cristol spills
We got mo' pimp
[Chorus:]
[Omarion talking:]
Lets do it again y'all everybody
Clap, clap your hands
Clap, clap, clap your hands
You know I sing, but you got me really want to rap
Let me kick something
[Omarion Rap:]
Mama mama game so sick
Call the doctor
Ring, quick, quick, quick
The DJ bumpin
Up in da club
I got 2 freaks putting on a show in a hot tub
It's smeeling like bath and body works
Liquor on my breathe
Flippin up they dress
Showing me flesh
Rubin on my chest
When I raise a cigar
Cuz bottom line
My after party don't start til tomorrow
[Chorus til fade] |
| » In My Bedroom « |
(feat. O'Ryan)
[O'Ryan Verse]
I felt like I was in sad Arabia
It was candles and pillows everywhere
She pushed me on the bed den climbed on top of me
Took her glasses off den let down her hair
(damn baby)
[chorus]
in her bedroom im about to break her off
im about to make her scream
tonight shes gonna do things
that shes never done
in my bedroom boy bottoms up
in my bedroom boy bottoms up
in my bedroom boy what what
you kno what dis is boy bottoms up
[Romes 1st Verse]
girl I aint mad at the fact you kidnapped me
and I cant put up a fight cuz dis is where I wanna be
girl you takin off my throwback playin wit my dew rag
let me keep my timbs on shawty while im stroking
I kno ya momma sleepin
And ya lil brotha got love for a nigga and he kno we sneakin
Yo bedroom is sentuous when you wanna get adventurous
Baby so spontaneous got me high like angel dust
Yo sheets got us tangled up
You like it rough when it feel like you mangled up
You kno backshots my favorite angle what
Yo booty wiggle like a bowl of jelly
Got me hard as metal im beyond yo level
Cool and melo cova ya bed wit rose pedals
Bottoms up im rich but so ghetto
And imam curl yo toes up and make sure you had yo nose up
Now you in love aint conceited no mo
Imam break you off but you aint getting no dough yo
[chorus]
[Romes 2nd verse]
girl I kno I got you tinglin
why you think they call me jangalang
king ding-a-ling
more precious den rings and things
im hard but you make sing momi
tiem spent like a time aid
I got game girl I kno you want me
On me like white on rice platinum on ice
Stop stutterin set yo price
ow!
[repeat chorus till end] |
| » Crazy Girl « |
(feat. Rufus Blaq)
[Romes 1st Verse]
its only right that im killin it homey put yo hands up if you feelin it
(hip hip hooray)
ladies freeze when I say so stick yo booty out just a lickle bit oo
man im up in the club crunkin the usual
some of dese fat chicks is bootyful oopse I mean beautiful
ass so cutical make yo booty clap girl you so musical
(let the music work yo booty now)
and a back braids out grippin a big glass of yack
you didn't chip in on dis pass it back
yous a super hero girl bag it back
man I keep the clug action packed
ballas flossin throw up ya stacks(throw it up)
but no 10's and 20's 100's or betta
he hoggin for cheddar its ya homey Rome im the trend setta
[chorus]
you crazy girl you hips yo thight is crazy girl(push upon me girl)
don't play me girl yous a tease and its makin me crazy girl(wind de top)
you crazy girl yo hips yo thight is crazy girl(push upon me girl)
show me ya G-String
show me ya G-String
show me ya G-String
show me ya G-String
[Romes 2nd verse]
its sick when they see the way I hop out the range
and I let my chain swang like an arangatang
shawty wanna ?? for a little change
holla for a dolla now bounce like an impala
homey if you got a drink put yo glass up
now take a little swolla
the san hacineo but I make the whole show bark like a rot wilda(roo roo roo roo)
man im a young pimp
I don't want yo wife in addition to yo daughter holla
Sip on dat fine wata imam party till tomara
Shawty good in feni, hotta in prada, hotta den lava, sweeter den java
Hatas ??
Cuz dey mad I got her
And she off the rocka pass the vodka
[chorus]
[bridge]
now you kno you got too much booty for that little mini skirt take it off
and I can taste yo lip gloss baby yo body is so damn soft
you kno you got too much money sittin on dem 22 inch spinnin
its getting hot in here tonight can I come home witchu
[Rufus verse]
niggas in the hood don't wanna see me last
im tryna get my life together please don't laugh
chicks chase the humma when dey see me pass
crack the concrete when the cd blast
tracks to E class anytime I ??
wood grain dash magnate to cash
young pimp im a magnit to ass
push it pon me girl damn you so fast
[repeat chorus 2x] |
| » Sexapade « |
(feat. Marques Houston)
[chorus]
come jump in my escalade
im so drunk I forgot my name
all I wanna do is get laid
come join me in my sexapade
[repeat]
[Romes 1st verse]
Baby you beautiful you dress so provocative but why the hell you gotta be so damn talkative
Yo stories too long yo skirt is short
Yo homegirls makin me dizzy smoking dem new ports
Now I been drinkin me and marques at the bar
And I hope the henny aint makin you look like super star
Cuz I aint tryna wake up flippin and mad wit a broad who resembles Donovan McNad
My homey black told me you was a dime plus
You smelled so good that you cleared his sinus
Lips so full keep my helmet shined up
Girl lets go somewhere nobody can find us
Coo whats yo name again
Jeremy, Jerrod, Jerome
All I kno my last name is Jones
Girl believe me when I through witchu I guarantee you'll forget yo name too oo
[chorus 2x]
[Romes 2nd verse]
yo bodys vicious, delicious momi blowin me kisses
fly misses and ?? jellyfishes(girl im drunk and I see you high)
and I aint tryna drive and catch a DUI uh uh
back seat of my jeep lets swing a episode
hold up let the cd change and load
im bout to let you have it to Lenny Cravits girl
lets pretend this escalade seat is a craftmatic
im like a jack rabbti I hope you aint asthmatic
baby just drop yo thong like a bad habbit
we gon have dis ally smoking like a cookout
the big homey Vern got us covered he da look out
got my truck rockin like monkeys fightin in it
and after the back shots its time to go back into V.I.P actin as nothing happened holla
[Chorus 2x]
[Smooth verse]
I kno you wanna hit, get up in it and kill it
So you can run back and tell yo homies how we did it
My booty firm and chunky I ride it like a donkey
Skeet skeet stop frontin boy you kno you want me
You wanna turn me out, turn me ova, turn me on, turn me into a freak and get me started like a
mota
You kno I cant stop let me get on top
My booty jiggle like jello on the real watch
[Chorus] |
| » Best Days « |
This is a deep story
A very deep story
The life of Young Rome
Picture me
In the hood playing hiding-go-get-it with a slingshot in my back pocket
Just bad as hell
Dats me
[Chorus:]
Those where the best times of my life
Those where the best times of my life
(I gotta give it up, to the greatest niggas of my life Marques Houston, LDB)
Those where the best times of my life
(if I can change anything, I wouldn’t change nothing at all)
Those where the best times of my life
[Rap 1:]
Listen up
I remember growing up
In the streets of menace
Where the boys turned thugs
I was labeled a menace
A little bad nigga
Momma use to whip my ass
I’m playing football on the concreted instead of the grass
I remember meeting Chris Stokes
Taz kicked me out the whole bunch
Man the whole hood had jokes
Til we came out with the "Da Munchies"
That’s right Romeo, Batman and Half Pint
We was the first to pull up black street and Destiny’s Child
We had to replace Half Pint cause his parents wasn’t down with letting him ride
We fasted adversity early
Then God blessed us with LDB
New LP
Tours, freaking girls at 13
Young, black and missive living my dreams
Interviews, photo shoots young teen in zoo suits
Hearing grown women saying "they so cute"
[Chorus:]
Those where the best times of my life
Those where the best times of my life
Those where the best times of my life
Those where the best times of my life
[Rap 2:]
It felt good to see Marques go solo
I stood by his side
His dreams was my dreams
So the love will never die
I remember when we first met B2K
I knew God was with us
And gave us brighter days
Seeing them grow
Meant more to me then seeing them blow
I miss hearing Fizz
Calling me big bro
My love will never change Druex Pierre
I’m in the poof without you and I wish you was here
Its like the game was designed to kill us
Raz and Boog I miss you
I hope this music can heal us
I remember us playing ball andwillin out
Shining together, alternating whips, living in the same house
Tapping chicks out on the same couch
Never thought fame and money would take us this route
But the good out weighed the bad
I’m happy to see you alive and well I aint mad
But I miss you nigga
[Chorus:]
Those where the best times of my life
Those where the best times of my life
Those where the best times of my life
Those where the best times of my life
(another chapters, this is for my niggas on the block)
[Rap 3:]
I am not God
I can not judge
I refuse to look down upon my thugs while they push they product and bust slugs
I remember seeing chest bang
And dudes I looked up too on the block slanging
Telling me my thang is making the music
And anything is bad for you if you abuse
So we equivalent in the sense
And what I learned from back in the day
I hope you youngins follow my footprints
(follow my footprints)
[Chorus til fade] |
| » Clap « |
(feat. Rufus Blaq)
Just show a little flesh
Let me see a little flesh (mami, mami)
Just show a little flesh
Let me see a little flesh (mami, mami)
Just show a little flesh
Let me see a little flesh
[Rome Rap 1:]
I’m so hood and I cant change
Rip blocks from Venice
All the way to Fullton to Saint James
LA to BK
Young Rome and I’m serious
Born hustler more clever then my nemesis
Pop bottles like I’m Michael Jordon in the 90’s
Six ring all I do is big things
Fall sickin
My taste
Big ass, small waist
Flawless face
Really don’t matter the race
Cause we all black as soon as the lights go out
If the head good I might show out
If its right I’m tight like a feen
When dis pipe blow out
The fifth ward
Let a psycho out
Young Rome like a redneck with his rifle out
What’s that glow, mami ice no doubt
Rhinestone never
We have conference calls with Jacob
Been like this ever since I got my cake up
Pick up the dirt off the concrete and shake up
Been caring my timbs since B2K break up
I’m like Patton with no Shaq, Kobe the mailman
One word that don’t compete in my brains is failing man
[Chorus]
Mami show a little flesh ,let me see you ma
Put a little Cris on tits, rub it in ya ma
Let your boyfriend go he’s a chi-chi man
Put a little Cris on tits, rub it in ya ma
[Rome Rap 2:]
We bag more then broads
We bag cities
You can have those hood rats with those t-bag tities
Rome gotta like him I’m slappin these dudes silly
Rip the nerve out your body that don’t feel me
I rock the party like Bizzy B in his prime
I’m cool as an AC I’m not Busta Rhymes
No disrespect but I’m smooth as a Jazz artist
But live as the Roots
Homey I’m beyond the hottest
I’m not a star
I’m the sun
Not #2
I am the 1
I am not a rose
I am the gun
And I spit for the half niggas sleep on cots
Started from nothing
Dreaming of boats and yachts
Man I use to dream a lot but then I stop sleepin
Got on my grizzle and kept bizzy
Got my mind right, money right
Never tricked
Chicks mad cause i’m tight
Cheap as a birds language
I aint the one mami
[Chorus]
Mami show a little flesh ,let me see you ma
Put a little Cris on tits, rub it in ya ma
Let your boyfriend go he’s a chi-chi man
Put a little Cris on tits, rub it in ya ma
[Rufus Blaq Rap:]
Man I done seen it all
Niggas clapped up over brick shoot outs
With po-po, pepper stray, bully sticks
Broads impressed with this willy shit
Think willy’s a trick?
Have Diddy sippin on Cris on some silly shit
I don’t drink from yellow bottles
I like my liquor brown as just jo
Hold a grudge no
I erase enemy’s like Bubba fat
Take stars to ball
Clap like the grammy awards
Down hits, seven up
Spit hit, seven up
Missed seven enough
Shredem up
Setem up, wetem up
Shock wont letem up
Hittem twice more cause he aint dead enough
Call me iron man
Think I’m sexy now
You should see me in my boxer
You think my flow is obnoxious
I got old donuts in my refrigerator
Harder then you
You niggas know how we do
What bitch!!!
[Repeat Chorus] |
| » In My Car « |
[Rome 1:]
Man I pull up to the lot with my system crankin
Niggas posted up just smoking and drinkin
Ghetto queens wearing Apple Bottom jeans
Some of the phat asses that I ever seen
She working with a machine
Shawty got a whole team pulling up in a hummer limousine
Nichole, LaShawn, Aisha, Keisha, Refeka, Precious nice to meet cha
Your body’s stupid in LD’s classin
Its fly and its night time and you wearing sunglasses
Now let me see your eyes girl
Damn they hazel
Now lets take a ride girl
Tell your homies well be right back
Damn you just wanna up and leave like dat?
I just wanna get to know ma
I got a few things I wanna show ya ma
In my car
[Chorus:]
In my car
Don’t look to hard cause my jewels might blind you girl (hmm hmm mmm)
Kick back I ’m caressing on your thighs, that’s right
In my car
Its so many things I wanna do to you (hmm hmm mmm)
Stop fronting you kno you want me too
Ya know ya do
In my car
[Rome 2:]
We can hug, we can kiss, we can touch, or crush
Forget about the club
I hope you not in a rush
You make a nigga wanna sing grind me again
Telling me how you was an IMx fan
Your body language is hypnotizing
Jeans so tight, how you get those thighs in?
Ankle bracelet and you got your tongue pierced
You got a sexy voice
Damn you so fierce
Your heads stroking my leather interior
On the real, I’d love to be into ya
I mean literally
Cause visually
You killin dem Be
And I know you feeling me
Work a blind man fingers to brail
Whatever goes down between us I wont tell
It’ll be our little secret
On the low we can get on some freak shit
In my car
[Chorus:]
In my car
Don’t look to hard cause my jewels might blind you girl (hmm hmm mmm)
Kick back I ’m caressing on your thighs
In my car
Its so many things I wanna do to you (hmm hmm mmm)
Stop fronting you kno you want me too
Ya know ya do
In my car |
| » Wha Cha Doin Tonight « |
(feat. Marques Houston)
[Young Rome:]
50 Grand lets get this in one take
[Marques Houston:]
Welcome ladies and gentlemen
Its ya boi MH y’all
[Young Rome:]
And ya boi Young Rome
[Marques Houston:]
But I guess y’all already know dat
I’m back on a track with my nigga T Scott
[Young Rome:]
I see ya Scott
[Marques Houston:]
You know how we get down
Yo, y’all check dis out
[Marques Houston 1:]
We got some ladies in here shaking like they dancing for money
A couple of them looking like play boy bunny
The way you taking it to the ground it aint funny
Mami come here and let me see ya strip fro me
Ya players in here don’t cha act funny
Get your freak on, nigga grab you a little hunny
Lick on my body you can call me the ice mami
I came here to find me a body
[Young Rome 1:]
Ya body’s killin me
I’m feeling the energy
You sending me Emily
My love is strong like there’s 10 of me
Got me stutterin my speech slur
Taking my time to get all my words
Shawty bring your homie Veronica for Marques
She know we partners
We can slow dance in the darkness
Baby never leave me
Its good to receive me
Believe me I’m off the heezy when I need be
[Chorus:]
Hey little mami what cha doin tonight
Me and my peeps we gone get rocked tonight
Come get in my drop top
First we was like whoa now we like whoa
Hey little mami what cha doin tonight
Me and my peeps we gone get rocked tonight
So get in my drop top
I got cha like whoa and you got me like whoa
[Marques Houston 2:]
Its hot in herre I think they need a diaper
They all on my dick now that I fuck with Pipe Piper
Remember I told you we get those girls hyper
Now move girl
Like your ass is on fire
Shack your body, body
Move your body, body
In this party
Don’t hurt nobody, body
The way you move it
Ridiculous
I’m think bout sticking it
Come on baby girl and get with this
[Chorus:]
Hey little mami what cha doin tonight
Me and my peeps we gone get rocked tonight
Come get in my drop top
First we was like whoa now we like whoa
Hey little mami what cha doin tonight
Me and my peeps we gone get rocked tonight
So get in my drop top
I got cha like whoa and you got me like whoa
[Young Rome 2:]
We creep the streets
Lets meet at the telle
Shake your booty ma
Is that really skin or jelly
Turn around let me see that diamond pierce in your belly
I’m really ready but my thugs is really ready to shake the building
We all crunk as hell but we chillin (I’m cool)
When I saw little mama
Tell your friends you out
Cause we gone little mama (we out)
[Chorus:]
Hey little mami what cha doin tonight
Me and my peeps we gone get rocked tonight
Come get in my drop top
First we was like whoa now we like whoa
Hey little mami what cha doin tonight
Me and my peeps we gone get rocked tonight
So get in my drop top
I got cha like whoa you got me like whoa
[Marques talking:]
I know a lot of y’all niggas is acting a lot of questions
IMx going to get back in the studio...hell yeah we back in the studio
Shout out to my nigga Young Rome
T Scott you a fool for dis one
Chris Stokes holla at cha nigga
Jean-Marie you know you make our shit bang right?
Tek....you the illest white boy I know |
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[Repeat throughout] the Lord is watching over me
Fa real
Yo, I believe errybody was put here on this earth for their own reason
And I believe my reason is here
And I’m ready now
I remember when I was at rock bottom
I thought I couldn’t get no lower to the ground
I was like damn if I fall anymore, I don’t know where I’ma be
But you never know, you gotta try him
You gotta give your all in no matter what you do
And I promise you I don’t been though the worst
I done lost my pops
He left………..he went to jail when I was young
He back now which is a good thing
But I lost my brother
Boy that was a big deal to me
25-life
2003.……matta fact……that’s recent
My sister
She doing 5-10 but I love and respect her
She didn’t snitch
She kept it real
And she said " for those that did wrong to her……..wrong come back to y’all
That’s Karma for y’all
I remember when Brandy Norwood hit me in my eye
I had an attach regna my lens came out I had to have 3 eye surgeries
And she thought we’ll never be cool again
But I put that on my life
I love her to death
If she hear me talking, I know she can hear the honesty in my voice and my sincerity
But you gotta get up
I know everybody just talking and talking bout what’s going on
They don’t have a clue
But to get real with y’all
I love dem niggas B2K
But, if it was meant for us to part
So be it
The moral of the story is
When you see me with IMx
And you see me doing my thing
don’t mean I don’t know bout these streets
Cause I done been through it all
And it all done been through me
All I know
Is God is looking down on me |
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