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"Underrated" by Bow Wow, which was released in 2012 and consists of 7 songs.
Ain't Thinkin' 'Bout You
We done been together for a minute
Now it feels funny to be doin' somethin' different
But it's all good, me and you finished
She got a ball player, but a nigga ain't trippin'
And I ain't sayin' that he don't love you, but I don't think he love you
Like I do
But it's okay, it's alright
My Blackberry's filled with a whole bunch of women
Wasting time, steady tryna get you back
Boy Or Girl
If I have a girl, I pray she wont be nothing like none of these hoes I have met troughout my life.
Treat her now to be a lady hope she don't act like her mother.
Treat her to be independent, j-j-just me and my daughter now.
If I have a boy I hope he don't be nothing like me when I was young, thought I knew a lot about life.
Teach him how to be a man, teach him how to be strong.
Tell him how to treat a woman j-j-just me and my son
Now I can't lie, daddy still kinda nervous,
I make your mother mad at times, I don't do it on purpose.
Ima be honest just saying. I, she don't deserve it.
Drama boy! Hey drama
You gotta do it again, my nigga!
I make her heart, heart stop, stop wherever I mean it
I make her toes, toes curl, curl whenever I lick it
I make her go, go whenever I feel it
And girl I got a question, what's your favourite position, girl?
Easy on your side, go and fuck her from the back
Easy on your saddle, go and fuck her from the back
Born 1987, no daddy around
Just me and my moms, I had to get on my job
See I got 2 sisters, but I hardly seen em
You ask why, and I tell you my career's the reason
2 nephews and I got a couple nieces
My grandmother so sweet, just like georgia peaches
I know you mad at me, but we can fix it though
And I show you know I love you, just to let you know
See I neglected y'all, but now I need y'all closer
Cause nowadays I'm feeling like the devil's on my shoulder
Ohio To Yonkers
I got the spark going crazy, all the hoes on me
Me and kissing this bitch, you know I'm certified, homie!
A couple thousands in my pockets,
So when it's time to act reckless
We're in the craziest...
Gotta tuck in my necklace
Say fuck, I'm bowling perfection, probably tossin' up dollars
They can't do it like me, they're just some fucking impostors
My flow so sick, going rhyming
And I ain't gotta tell you motherfuckers where is the problem!
Young Mula! Baby!
I got you ni...
Girl I wanna make you sweat
I love the way you do it like that
She a keeper, she keep that pus** wet
She a slurper til it aint nothing left
The way she drop it on the floor
We Going Hard
What's crackin' nigga?
Gettin' it in, you niggas losin. We pop bottles, we really do this.
Rims on the ride, them hoes shinin'. It's YMCMB, go ahead yo need alliance
Niggas lookin' tough, but they ain't bout that axle. And is she comin'
Back? You know I'm smashin
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