Intro: Peter Gunz
Feel it, feel it
Coma ona, come on
DA, DA, DA
Where ya at(where ya at)
yo
Verse 1: Peter Gunz & Lord Tariq
I'm too hot to handle, too cold to freeze
Rice the illest shit & don't smoke no trees
Niggas won't test, but they turn around & freeze
Might get mic cancer the way I smoke m.c.s
Nigga we did it all from flippin burgs to manipulating words
Gettin less than four Os on a check is absurd
I got the five it's feasible, but the six is preferred
So when I step, you better have my shit corrrect, ya heard
I'm in the ruber in the sand, gettin a tan playin frisbee
With this quarter piece, sippin on coladas gettin dizzy
On the celly with my broker buyin shares of stock
Cause when it stops, I'ma still be sittin in drops
And I'm in a benz, comin through, doin two, pumpin lilo
Bought the cut jewels from Tif, cause the feds are watchin Tito
Stepped up from an eigth, to a half, to a kilo
To makin mils, off this label deal, that's for real
yo
Chorus: Peter Gunz & Lord Tariq
PG:(chorus)
If you're comin back for more,
Then get ready...get ready.
Cause everything I got is yours,
So get ready...get ready.
You know you never had it so good, baby,
So you're comin back for more.
I can always drive your body crazy,
Cause it's you that adore.
Don't wanna love just anybody,
I just wanna make you mine.
All I need is just a little, baby...
All I need is a little time...
If you really want it in your face,
Then we better make it clear...
Take a good look around you, baby
There's five boys standin' here.
Is there any time to talk about it?
Cos darling we're a pair.
It’s now or never if you want it baby,
Come take it if you dare!
(chorus)
Is there any time to talk about it?
Cos talking does no good.
Just a little bit of lovin baby, I’d take it if I could.
Just come a little closer baby,
I wanna sink you deep.
You better call your mother baby,
Cos we won’t get no sleep, No, No!
(chorus)
(rap)
1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7, Oh 8,
Concentrate while I hit you off straight,
Open up you mind, Get you hungry,
Make you wait, Baby boo.
What I gotta do is get it on with you.
Cos the sky's the limit anything we wanna do.
Can we kick back now? Tell me baby can I lay ya?
Upon ya back now it's gonna happen this a way-a,
We gotta take you to the top and never stop,
And when the cop, The whole lock, Gimme a shot.
(chorus twice)