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Correct Space Age Pimpin' Lyrics
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Correct Space Age Pimpin'
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Intro: I want you I got to have you But what will this lead to? Will it just be me and you? Tell me.... you know I want you Tell me how you feel.... Verse One: MJG I'll be obliged If you step outside Because my ride is awaitin Our date an Of steak an A night cap We matin Awakin By smells of perfume that I inhale And then tell how well we raise hell on the dizzell Satin sheets Heat from your feet keep me warm The mood is perfected by sounds from the storm You came stronger I lasted longer Than I've ever lasted Your mouth was fantastic The fuck test You passed it The way you made a nigga laugh I had to getcha And when I saw that ass pass I had to hit cha Ya makin me fight against my will What must I do? [Would ya kill for me?] Ya if my life in danger too [Even steal for me?] Ya if that shit belongs to you [Then feel for me?] Ya if the way you act is true Who knows Fine clothes Lexus doors you'll be closin When you become one of the chosen Hoes in different places Different faces Different cases Got me tied like shoe laces No mistake this MJG You ain't gotta be Constantly tryin to shoot that P Claimin that you ain't heard of me Keepin it real Let me know how you feel when we communicate We'll be straight If you express your mind Instead of referring away Some who can't do it Lose women But nigga like me used to it Space Age Pimpin' Chorus: New day, new age Every once in awhile this is how we slang our game New day, new age Nothin is too strong New day, new age When settin it out is all we straight to do New day, new age Just me and you, just me and you Verse Two: Eightball You and I, me and you Situation gettin sticky Your mouth is sayin no But your body's sayin stick me Lick me Don't be afraid of what your friends say Rappers get dat ass Then be outta here like yesterday But not tonight You look so tight It feels so right This indo got me pervin Let's go hop in my Suburban And ride til we get to where you want to be No matter how far Just call me Oball baby To me your the superstar Ask me time and time again why did I choose you Do I wanna be your man or just misuse you I hear your partners dissin' When they think I ain't listenin' Them hoes just be wishin They could be in yo position Wit me in luxury I got to be everyday Chief in hey would somethin stout wearin lingerie Let's hit the hotel Get a suite An order somethin to eat Tell me things about you I'll tell you things about me Then out the blue I'll be carressin you Undressin you You start doin all shit you said you'd never do Lustin bustin all out of my boxer drawers Fingers dripping slippin in an out in an out Constantly tellin me the things you don't do Yet you do it like a pro and think I don't know But I do that's why I'm here wit you and you know this Slip on the latex And dive in SWISH! Chorus Outro: Hey... Please come back to me baby don't ya leave... [shhhh... don't do that] You know I want cha, you know I gotta have you... [Ya, I know but I got to go] I want cha please come back to me... [Damn, you makin it hard for a nigga to leave, don't do that] Don't cha leave, don't cha leave, don't cha leave [I got to go, I got to get up an go] I want you, I want you [I think I want this baby]
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