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starting six - on me lyrics

[intro]
oh, hey girl do you want me
oh, hey girl do you want me
oh, hey girl do you want me (want me)
hey girl do you want me

oh, hey girl do you want me
oh, hey girl do you want me (i really do this man)
oh, hey girl do you want me (want me)
hey girl do you want me
nic nac with it

[verse 1: big steve]
and i know you and you know me
you already know who it be, it’s big steve
off them trees, i’m high in the sky
if you see my eyes low, then you best know why
’cause baby i’m lifted, i’m already on
slurrin my words so you know that i’m gone
it’s starting six b+tch, all rollin up somethin
i hop in the whip and we off to the function

[verse 2: nic nac]
my bottom b+tch call me daddy, make me happy
tell her bring me back two mcchicken patties
that’s my order, make it snappy
i don’t want a quarter back, what’s hannin nic nac
i’m the captain of the ship, like hook b+tch, look hey
starting six, we just out here homie
if errybody drunk, then we all still rollin, f+ck it
tell her take another shot of the stogie
’cause i shoot it on her back just like i’m the police
[verse 3: feez]
uhh, ok the vibe on me
x+men out the house, she mystique
i fall for the team, i goes on my three
when i say flyboy, yeah that represent me
i’m faded, the last of the chosen few
nic nac doin good, better hold em too
see me on and i’m focused too
play poker, i poke her too
light speed, ’cause i’m over new
and i put it on citas
bring em back to the house and we make features
i came winnin, but i’m livin undisputed
you gettin dough, betta cool it, i’m used to it
ay, coldest action, dopest fashion, better come over fashion boy
swag on like an easy b+tton, i know it’s hard, but my fees is bustin, its nothin

{hook}
ohh, ohh, she ain’t gettin that
ohh, ohh, and she ain’t gettin that
ohh, ohh, and she ain’t gettin that
it’s more money mo problems, gimmie that
ohh, ohh, she ain’t gettin that
ohh, ohh, she ain’t gettin that
ohh, ohh, she ain’t gettin that
it’s more money mo problems, gimmie that
[verse 4: shugz and big steve]
i take yo girl for the night, then i’m hittin that
d+ck her down real deep where the ribs is at
it’s shuga b+tta, real fly where the pigeons at
quarter pound of dough in my pocket, (but she ain’t gettin that)
sweat drippin off me, let the b+tch boss me
runnin through the pearl, i’m the young glenn cofee
i need a freak with cheese and cheeks and a cup full of gin and tahitia treat

{verse 5: t+wag]
she understand from the get that i’m all in that
but she know i get around like an almanac
she be lookin lukewarm, needa hit the two+four
i swear these wh0res be for, be warned
i wagged the finger
she all up on the kid t+wag, the singer
she all up on the fed and a fly demeanor
when my plane take off, know i had to leave her, young peter

oh, hey girl do you want me
oh, hey girl do you want me
oh, hey girl do you want me (want me)
hey girl do you want me

- starting six lyrics

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