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B2K One Kiss

Santana i see ya haha see the son mama please dont be mad at me for this one but i gotta tell my story i had to do it thats right my name is weezy

and try, won't be the smartest move My bitch [? ] pull the hammer, make it do what it do Hustler, a son of one, bitch I'm a son of one My money it got

f**k I gotta give my f**k offs f**k you to the San FranCisco police department f**k you to the Marin County Sheriff department f**k you to the F.B.I f**k

like damn Now we sneakin out the back door undercov girl i knw you tipsy homie rollin with me swifly simply said she fell in love wen she kissed me just one

stunting in my car My car (verse 2) from the car to the club hella boppas i-got- my eyes on you the one in the yellow and the one in the blue a.o.b

with her stumblin half drunk Like yall was husband and wife or somethin But me catchin her kissing other dudes musta hurt you pride or somethin 'cause you wont f**k

"What are you going to do?" (2X) "Nigga!" "The K the double-O the L the G-R-A-P letters" "My mic sound nice, check one" "The K the double-O the L the

rocks spotless And my ho-s topless, take time try to figure out who The Lox is? Spare no one, keep rhymes like Shogun You scared to blow one, get robbed

same (I run-run - I run man) Feds on the lil'train, FBI on the tent love-apple (I'm going crazy mannnnnn) [verse 2] Spell with me! B.I.G.G.I.E. - We