[Fabolous talking] FabolousJagged Edgedon t be foolI d rather have you ma Than everythingI d give it alljust for youyeah You re the one baby girlI ve never been so sure Your skin s so purethe type men go for The type I drive the Benz slow for The type I be beepin the hornrollin down the windows for Never been no whore So to get you in closed doorsI buy you everything in those stores Thisthatand those yours As long as Fabolous the only one you let that grin show for You ain t gotta spend no moreI m a put a rock on your hand You ain t gotta say "we just friends" no more I shineyou shineit never been no flaws I ain t like most who just wanna get in those drawers Cause every king need a queen And with me and you girl I ain t tryna let a thing in between It ain t a thingnahmeanchicks hateshow em the ring and the green And let your middle finger be seenit s on [Chorus - Jagged Edge] Girl I d trade it allmoneycars and everything Alleven give up my street dream (my dream) Allanything to have you on my team (I don t care baby) Allbaby girl I d trade it all (I d trade ityeah) Even give up my good green Alland I d give the watch and pinky ring (oh yeah) Allanything to have you on my team Allbaby girl I d trade it all [Fabolous] Uhdon t front ma you know the way I ball s to pick and roll Like Stockton and Malone when we play the mall I be goin out my way to call Cause I love the way your hips make your jeans seem like they too small Them see-through tops with your exposed When you kick off them shoes there ain t bitty whose toes as pretty as those That blonde hair look goodstraight downbun or the braids And I ain t gon talk about them light-browns under your shades Bust rightthus tight Got a thick set of thighs and struts like
uh Yo the game taught this brother to mack But I think I slipped when I saw them full lips covered with Mac You got everything that others would lack Along with the F-AB-OL-OU-S Your patience I personally admire Cause I started out a player now I m bout to have my jersey retiredfor real [Chorus] There ain t no "mights" or "maybe" I done did wrongso I m a make sure it s right for my baby You know how tight that my day be And how long and stressin them flights to L.A.
be Ain t no rumor gon get back to your friends Before I let a nigga disrespect you I be back in the pen Front to back you a ten You got me thinkin bout puttin a car seat in back of the Benzuh [(Chorus) 3x] |
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