(Intro/Chorus: Xzibit) This how you make me feel, this how you make me feel This how you make me feel, that's how I know it's real Take you around the world, take you around the world Take you around the world, take you around the world Cause you my baby girl, cause you my baby girl Cause you my baby girl, cause you my my my Cause you my baby girl, cause you my baby girl Cause you my baby girl, cause you my my my
(Xzibit:) This how you make me feel, that's how I know it's real Take you around the world, cause you my baby girl I know you feelin good, I know you feelin right You see me ridin, you ridin wit me your shit is tight Self-made millionaire I find myself My success God bless not defined by wealth, c'mon We live in crazy times, niggaz done lost they minds We wanna fuck every fuckin chicken we fuckin find But then there comes a time, when you start to grow But you ain't growin with me and it's startin to show Before I say I can't live without ya Let's sit and have a talk about family values, now listen I see you got some kids, that you ain't never with Your baby father put hands on you, some crazy shit So he gon' pay for that, fuck with niggaz who rap Most of that quality time is spent on your back Now before I devote the rest of my life Can you at least show a nigga you can boil some rice (ha ha ha) Is that too much to ask, am I movin too fast Do you have anything to offer me besides some ass You think you high class, the upper echelon But spend all your rent money in the hair salon I'm 'sposed to help you out, but it just made me think You ain't ready for the world, you ain't ready for me
(Chorus)
(Xzibit:) Damn baby I see they drivin you crazy Because your body's amazing I know you want it to phase me But hey - I seen a lot of girls, messed up a lot of curls You ain't gon' keep me with sex when only sex occurs Want you to think ahead, not just give me head Want you to make a household baby, not just a bed I know the scene is what you seem to see Where you needin to be, but believe you me Baby girl they just gon' use you up, fuck you and bruise you up They ain't got no family values they ain't gon' choose you up We disrespect ourselves, we think we livin well I could be wrong in this song but only time'll tell You may be thinkin hey X, you just a hypocrite You actin like you never called a girl a fuckin bitch Nah it's not that (that) but it's like this (this) We need change and I'm just man enough to say the shit
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