(Johnny P:) ooohhhhhhooo sex appeal
(AK 47:) She got a walk to sassy Approaching wit a dog that look like lassy Tha lipstick and philly product got her lookin all classywit a tendecy to follow those While just lookin at tha articals Was u smelling my prada clothes Sometime I trip off myself how I spit at these model hoeson a two way popin and dropin a conversation but I'm steady stagerin From the remy that I had last week on madison Tryin walk a straght line but I can't find a patteren girl Put my drink on the floor Cocked back my 9 and I opened it slow Half breed chinesse still blinded by tha hash weed plus The adassity to start stippin and moving her ass all next to me Actully this s.e.x is testing my a double p.e.a.l and it sounds like her bodys call me but it might be the acolhol in me that sex appeal keep drawed to me
(Johnny P:) Sex Sex appeal I'm talking about sex appeal Sex Sex appeal Her body keep callin me Wooooohoooo I'm talking about sex appeal Wooohoo my oooo my
(Belo Zero:) I'm fixen get high off dro Run around from mr. po Hey lil momma wanta come kick yo heel in tha back of my range rov Wanta do what you did before Don't trip cause you already know C.o.m.e r.i.d.e with me belo Last do it nice and slow Cause you got way to go Cause I don't pay for show Cause I don't pay for show You can grab your shit and go Put on your shit let's role Reconize ligit ture ballin Streight stackin not fallin And we your clubs Chillin wit tha chief and tha thugs And I got love for gigga boo Pop chris for tha nigga's and bitchies too Standin like ah statue
(Twista:) Come kick it wit my niggaz in a drop regal, Do it wit twista in a caddy po pimp sequel, Armani to tha club, pick up my boo muthafuka but first I gotta roll one for my people Haters frontin when they saw us,the windy city night crawlers, Who would imagine lyricals on a legacy thats legendary like (pause) rap-a-lot and the legit ballaz Shit let the moe pop the drop the top ride like a summer time in the cha, Get you blind to the ever blowin' line to the sky while I till I die tryin' to get by, Lil miss lookin' tight in the gucci,wheather yes a hoochie,love the way the dookie jiggle when you walk, Soundin' like pretty girl every time you talk,i know you allways make the fellas wanna break em off, Hear me brotha, gotta try to get our free father, hit a lic and feed one another,cuz all we got is,each other I'm takin' week after weekend to keep the flows that I freak what,pull up on a chick and spit game, Let me show you how the backseat of a lexus feel,take a hit of x and chill,girl dressed to kill, Whipping that sex appeal.
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