J.R. Writer
J.R. Writer - Xtacy lyrics
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[J.R. Writer:] Ma Im Wat U Been Missin In Ya Life U Been Missin In Ya Nites Plus Im Lookin 4 Wat U Call A Ms. For Mr. Right Ma Make U Look, Look Again Then Whisper To Me Like (J.R.) Shush No More Bickerin And Fights Heres Ya Ticket For Ya Flight Out Of Town No More Ghettos Brown And Red Pebbles And Ya Round Toe Stelletos Hop In Da Roof Ball Around Wit A Rebel (J.R.) I Aint Tryna Crown U A Settle Im Just Lookin For A Date To Da Mall L Can Take To Da Bar U Can Call Me Sensational R Stick Wit Me 4 A Day, Ma I'll Make U A Star (J.R.) U Aint Neva Met A Playa Dis Hard They Just Love Da Way Im Playin My Cards So I Stay Wit A Broad Her And Her Friend Want A Straight Up Menage So We All Skate To Da Car Interior Got Her Saying (J.R.) So I Guess Im Headin To Da Telly Down Da Fdr New Carrera On Parelly's Im Tryna Put Her And Her Friend Together On They Bellies Its Me And Yall, Yall And Me Forget Whos On Da Celly (J.R.) Dats Wat U Gon Be Screamin Through Da Walls Damn They Dont Even Hear U Screamin Through Da Walls Itz Gon Be Like Somethin U Aint Dream About B4 Somethin U Can Gossip 4 A Week About Im Sure Im Slick Ass Da 70's Chicks To Da Left Of Me And To Da Right Of Me Da Kid Just Like Xtacy [Nicole Wray:] I Want To Be In Your Arms I Want You To Say U Love Me I Want To Feel Your Prescence Oh Baby, Baby [J.R. Writer:] U Can Neva Catch Da Kid On A Bird Chase Da Guys Ot His Lips On It Its Not Alot Chicks I Cant Hit On Da First Date Aim For Da Ones Who Dont Kiss On First Date (J.R.) Be Da One 2 Give Her Her First Taste Blown Like It Was Her Birthday But I'll Take It Slow (Why) Cuz Dat Diva There Dont Kno J And Mo I'll Make Her Take It Low, Next Minute Sayin Whoa (J.R.) Baby Bro, Take It Slow Iight Listen Boom, I'll Just Play It Smooth Find Her A Bathin Suit, Jacuzzi In Da Livin Room Procrastinating, I Kno Dat Imma Hit It Soon But Its Okay To Procraste Pimp Hand Strong, Poor Some Rose In Da Glass To D Point Where Everything Dat I Say Make Her Laugh Next Minute She'll Want Me To Roll Play On Her Ass Like (J.R.) Come Roll Play Wit Me Fast She Dont Kno Wat Type Of Sex That We Bout To Do Play A Cop, Cuff Her To The Bed Like A Criminal She'll Say Damn I Dont Think I Can Eva Get Rid Of U (J.R.) I Want U 4eva Wit Me. True U Must Love Da Way I Do These Step Dance So Cool Old School Gucci Sweatbands, Gucci Sweatpants Da Groupioes Left Chyeah (J.R.) [Nicole Wray Chorus Till End Of Song]