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I'm tryna stop over, yea what's up October I'm trying to fall through Life would be better if I could call you Yea We at the Marriott, God damn you on ya period? Uh, I had plans on it, at least you just put ya hands on it Uh, Take off ya shirt too, Shit, I got work too But we going pass curfew, come here, let me search you Uh, We got 5 minutes, hell yea it's a time limit Uh, I might hit it, bitch I'm Mike Bibbins I like light skinned, I like dark skinned I like white skinned, I like all women Them my type, Yea she know what I like Yea she know what I like, Yea she know what I like I might call her up, She might fall in love She wanna call me now, Yea, I'm a stall you out Don't hold me up, you see me blowing up They at my shows, and they going nuts It's a dream to me, I love it when she sing to me I tell her sing to me, I let her sing to me Yeah... Yeah... Yeah... I, I used to be a playa And they was all for it... On all fours, on some hard floors Shit, I even broke some car doors Yeah... Yeah... Yeah... I, I wish I wasn't there SongtexteI'm still a nigga girl, is yo ass getting bigger girl? Whoo, I wanna sit with you, uhh, let me get with you It's a dream to me, I'm loving what she bring to me It's spiritual, yea, it's personal She flexible, reversible She understand, I just want a chance We hanging out, having fun again It's a dream to me, I love it when she sing to me Yeah... Yeah... Yeah... Yeah... Aus Songtexte Mania