[Shyne]

Ill pop Pussy

Pop Nines and Ill pop Pain

Im not sane

Cop aim leave U not stayin

In da dark range, Chock pain

No shoes for ya, leave da drop plain

Got game, last name should be octane

Open my mouth spit nuttin but hot flames

I want you now, dats why Im too hot

No way around this surrounded by riches and bitches

Flamin, when Ill spit wit slugz, A nigga like me turn cripz to bloods

You go from he is to he was

In memory of, ecetera, gun Cox like Deborah

Push up on broads, like bras

My mode is to get up in they jaws and drawers

Shyne, by any means necesarry

Kidnap yo momz and yo popz if its necesarry



[112]

Here we are, all alone

You and me, privacy

And we can do anything

Your fantasy

I wanna make your dreamz come tr-u-u-u-e

Can you hear?

Shes callin me between her legs loud and clear

I wanna talk back to her

Make love to her

I wanna hear you scream my name



[Chorus]

We can make love

In the bedroom floatin on top of my waterbed

Im kissin you, runnin my fingers through your hair

In the hallway makin our way beside the stairs

We can do it anywhere

I can love you in the shower

Both of our bodies drippin wet

On the patio, we can make a night you wont forget

On the kitchen floor as I softly pull your hair

We can do it anywhere

Anywhere



I love the way

Your body feels, right next to mine

So take your time we got all night

Girl you know, I love you so

And I know you love me too

Baby

Please dont stop, I feel it now

You feel it too, youre shivering

Oooh youre puttin me close to you

Just let it flow

Theres no other place to go



[Chorus] -aca