90's & 2000's Mashup
I don't want no scrub
Scrub is a guy can't get no love from me
Hanging out the passenger side
Of his best friend's ride
Trying to holler at
Near, far, wherever you are
I believe that the heart does go on
If you wanna be my lover, you gotta get with my friends
Make it love too easy friendship never ends
This is how we do it
It's Friday night, I feel alright
The party is here on the West side
Biggie Biggie Biggie can't you see
Sometimes your words just hypnotize me
And I just love your flashy ways
And that's why they broke, and you're so paid
I saw the sign that opened up my eyes, I saw the sign
Life is demanding without understanding
I... will always love you, ooh
My loneliness is killing me (and I)
I must confess, I still believe (still believe)
Say it ain't so, I will not go
Turn the lights off, carry me home
Keep your head still, I'll be your thrill
The night will go on, my little windmill
But she caught me on the counter (It wasn't me)
Saw me bangin' on the sofa (It wasn't me)
I even had her in the shower (It wasn't me)
She even caught me on camera
This is how you remind me
Of what I really am
This is how you remind me
Find me in the club, bottle full of bub
Look mama I got I was she need if you need the feel the bus
I'm into having sex, I ain't into making love
Come give me a hug if you into to getting rubbed yeah
I ain't sayin' she a gold digger
But she ain't messin' with no broke, broke, broke
Now I ain't sayin' she a gold digger
But she ain't messin' with no broke, broke, broke
To the left, to the left
Everything you own in the box to the left
In the closet that's my stuff, yes
If I bought it please don't touch
You spin my head right round, right round
Like you rock baby, when you go down down
You spin my head right round, right round
When you go down, when you go down down
Don't wanna be a fool for you
Just another player in your game for two
It might sound crazy, but it ain't no lie,
Baby, bye, bye, bye...
If you want to go and take a ride with me
Three-wheeling in the fo' with the gold D's
Oh why must I feel this good? (Hey, must be the money!)
Scrub is a guy can't get no love from me
Hanging out the passenger side
Of his best friend's ride
Trying to holler at
Near, far, wherever you are
I believe that the heart does go on
If you wanna be my lover, you gotta get with my friends
Make it love too easy friendship never ends
This is how we do it
It's Friday night, I feel alright
The party is here on the West side
Biggie Biggie Biggie can't you see
Sometimes your words just hypnotize me
And I just love your flashy ways
And that's why they broke, and you're so paid
I saw the sign that opened up my eyes, I saw the sign
Life is demanding without understanding
I... will always love you, ooh
My loneliness is killing me (and I)
I must confess, I still believe (still believe)
Say it ain't so, I will not go
Turn the lights off, carry me home
Keep your head still, I'll be your thrill
The night will go on, my little windmill
But she caught me on the counter (It wasn't me)
Saw me bangin' on the sofa (It wasn't me)
I even had her in the shower (It wasn't me)
She even caught me on camera
This is how you remind me
Of what I really am
This is how you remind me
Find me in the club, bottle full of bub
Look mama I got I was she need if you need the feel the bus
I'm into having sex, I ain't into making love
Come give me a hug if you into to getting rubbed yeah
I ain't sayin' she a gold digger
But she ain't messin' with no broke, broke, broke
Now I ain't sayin' she a gold digger
But she ain't messin' with no broke, broke, broke
To the left, to the left
Everything you own in the box to the left
In the closet that's my stuff, yes
If I bought it please don't touch
You spin my head right round, right round
Like you rock baby, when you go down down
You spin my head right round, right round
When you go down, when you go down down
Don't wanna be a fool for you
Just another player in your game for two
It might sound crazy, but it ain't no lie,
Baby, bye, bye, bye...
If you want to go and take a ride with me
Three-wheeling in the fo' with the gold D's
Oh why must I feel this good? (Hey, must be the money!)
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