Rap-a-Lot Records - Why You lyrics

[Tela] I do it like sho' nuff, baby what's up Ya comin with me, then park ya a** in the truck Thug, off in the wind now call ya friends Cuz I got some homeboys that love to spit But it ain't trick-ed, don't get it twisted The just stank-hoes they can do the click quick Yeah that's all, you know it cost to ball And them Long Beach seein it all, now watch it dawg ATM was the spot, and it was hella hot And it will never stop, watchin me in the drop Roll by in stones, they blowin my high But I gotta do this, cuz mom and pops supply When I'm finished with this, go back to the Swiss Get a gla** and sip, sit back and twist Then I rest for a minute cuz it's hard on a body J.D. Chi Chi have a blow out party, aye [Hook: Jermaine Dupri] - 2X You steady be runnin ya mouth Tellin my folks I be burnin you out Tellin yo friends you ain't gettin wit me When you know you be dealin wit me [Tela] Baby ask me like uh, "is those wooden frames?" Askin me like uh, "is those the cuts in ya ring?" If you don't chill baby you can't hang You need to sit yo'self back and try to soak some game While you runnin yo mouth, I been feelin you out And I'm figurin out, that you silly without No p**n in ya view, you loose yo moves My man got a song that you can dance to [sung:] Time is on my side No time on the clock, pour wine out ya spot Bust rhymes while you watch, with a line on the lot Cain't stop, won't stop, my hits Too rich, and I gotta be slick Cuz I watch alla y'all operatin like doctors Really on the cool, y'all should get the Oscars [Hook: Jermaine] - 2X [Tela] Now I love it when a girl come and take straight charge (yeah) Get to the telly and touch all pause Pretty redbone with some baby aww Let's try to recall, this chick reach all At the same time she was kinda s**y and timid I'ma say she was "Bout It" cuz she had +No Limits+ Wanna hang out, let the mayne out, wanna bang out And cla**y with the plastic, latex thang out (whaaa!) Real fun, Hil-ton, here's one Do it with the ice until it's nice and numb It's a party party, while I'm drinkin on rum So move ya body body, and go on flip ya tongue She got lungs, eat me all up like lunch Conceited when she walk through the front Betta points, she came to do what she came to do Poor attitude, but I'm havin you [Hook: Jermaine] - 4X