one that is scared But I promise everything will be alright Come closer, let me talk to you Let's chill (Ho ho, baby, hey hey) Let's chill (Let's chill
all the time mandatory, cause i st-st-studdard every time i tried if it's only when it's fit for you then I bet that i'ma guy you my heart, if you leave
Hill Cypress Hill, Cypress Hill Crusing through the neighborhood Some say I'm no good Claimin' I'm a criminal But lets make it understood I'm just one
What are they talking about man Tell em again Listen homegirls let me talk to you Girls may be trouble but girls are trouble too Next time a guy try
never seen a senorita more bonita My name is Lil' Rob, nice to mean ya Wish that I could eat ya, keep you to myself, to myself, to the side You says lets
kid Be the driver chill out kid Snatch the glass the we all on hold on Lord Who holding it who bought the idea duke Its over with No funny guy business
3] Shawty gotta doubtful mind But shawty like that couch of mind She lettin' people feel on her, get on her, chill on her, kiss on her Turn around lets
down to me and you Theres no demand to what we do Met no one like you it's been a while When I say it's been a while this you best believe it child,
, it makes me feel alive That's all I need, see how easy I am to please That's all I need, see how easy I am I need a guru, I need to chill I need a Mercedes
get a dime unless it's a weed sale And lets be real, catch me at the bar with them crispy bills Gettin Cris' re-fills, my wrist be chilled And my wardrobe
Be the driver chill out kid Snatch the glass the we all on hold on Lord Who holding it who bought the idea duke Its over with No funny guy business
heard fables that i'm vicious on the mike and the turntables this young reporter i did adore so i rocked a vicious rhyme like i never did before she said damn fly guy
It's uncool And any guy Who fights over a gurlie Is a dumb fool You feelin' me? This little Bill Bellamy Now all the shorties Wanna chill with
't get a dime unless it's a weed sale And lets be real, catch me at the bar wit them crispy bills Gettin Cris' re-fills, my wrist be chilled And my wardrobe
fables that i'm vicious on the mike and the turntables this young reporter i did adore so i rocked a vicious rhyme like i never did before she said damn fly guy
the driver chill out kid Snatch the glass the we all on hold on Lord Who holding it who bought the idea duke Its over with No funny guy business what
