The pistol girl, whistle, through my window, I know we dig your curls, I know we dig you, Tell me mamma where the beat go, tell me poppa will the beat come home...

A title wave of confidence, You and your baby are on the run, Am I close to what you suffered, or is my poison warming up As he walks by, I'm tempted to take h...

I love it when you talk to me, you take a walk with me, I'm like a dog baby now come embark with me, Your kind of misleading with your wackity reasons, I ain't ...