Jimmy Choo

Ashanti

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    [Shyne]
    Yeah
    Shyne, gang land, murder inc.
    Haha
    Alright, turn the beat up
    I see you, ok!

    I see you ma, in your thoughsand doller weave
    Master P's diamond face on ya sleeve
    Def Island, waist petite

    Alright, jimmy shoo shoes on ya feet?
    Shoot, right!
    Slide inside the spider
    I know you tired of guys who try to lie
    To slide inside you
    Forget about that, lets go!
    Forget about rap, i'm Po
    I mean really, i been gettin money
    Since niggas is rappin for me
    Its fast as shit
    Cuz you dont look like, you got your head right
    I just hope that u can give head right
    Breezin through Eggshell headlights
    New York is mine, relax your mind

    [Ashanti]
    Oooooooooooooooo
    Cant nobody
    Do them things we do
    And cant nobody
    Touch me like u do
    Cant nobody
    Love me like you do
    And cant nobody
    Be like me and you

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    [verso 2]
    This is Me!
    I'm mostly respected
    Ring down to the necklace
    Some hos say i'm sexist
    Cuz all i wanna do is stuff coke in they breastes
    Sit back, lift stakes, count money
    In the zone, roll tha doe
    Like this, come on
    I need a prada chick
    To take this dick, and take this script
    And flick this shit, base this shit
    We can go shopping and buy some things
    Up in harry winston ma, try some rings
    How you feel like u is prince di
    So much cuts on your wrist
    They could draw suiside
    No lie, you aint heard?
    Extensive trips, expensive whips
    You aint seen nothing like this
    Not in your life
    If i aint that nigga, shit you fuckin right

    [Ashanti]
    Cant nobody
    Do them things we do
    And cant nobody
    Touch me like u do
    Cant nobody
    Love me like you do
    And cant nobody
    Be like me and you

    [verso 3]
    Who gon' cop them hos? (Po)
    Who gon rock them clothes? (po)
    Who gon' pop them fros? (Po)
    Well i'm glad you know
    No need to ask who holla'd
    You aint nada, me alotta
    Shyne winton gotta
    See you niggas in hell
    Now lets prevail, feds on the tel
    Just post bail, a million in cash
    Now u know that aint rappin pimpin
    Please believe that
    Body smoked like we was jus ganna clap em' up
    That aint enough? then why u backin up
    Niggas talkin real greesy on them rap records
    Look i'm strip u naked, take ya necklace
    Give it to my soldiers like "hold this"
    Fuck you nigga u could never fool this
    But anyway back to business
    Lets play
    One CPW come through
    I like girls that like girls
    That like girls that like furrs
    Ok

    [Ashanti]
    Cant nobody
    Do them things we do
    And cant nobody
    Touch me like u do
    Cant nobody
    Love me like you do
    And cant nobody
    Be like me and you

    Ooooooooooooooooo yay...

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    Composición: Ashanti, Jimi Kendrix, Jamaal Shyne Barrows e Irving Lorenzo Jr

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