| Lyric(s) | Song | Rapper |
|---|
| Wanna dig you, and I can't even lie about it/Baby just alleviate your clothes, time to fly up out it | |
| I love you like a fat kid love cake | |
| I lay your head on my chest, come feel my heartbeat/We can park the Jeep, pump Mobb Deep, and just spark the leaf | |
| Im going to do the best I can do/Cause i'm the best when i'm with you | |
| My heart's dictionary defines you, it's love and happiness/Truthfully it's hard tryin to practice abstinence | |
| That we're like Ethel Merts and Lucille MacGillicuddy/You can be mines and I can be your buddy | |
| Sweat pants hair tied chillin with no make up on/That's when your the prettiest I hope that you don't take it wrong | |
| I got this French chick that love to french kiss/She thinks she's Bo Derek, wear her hair in a twist | |
| Cutie the bomb/Met her at a beauty salon/With a baby Louis Vuitton/Under her underarm | |
| I would hold ya in my arms and ease your fears/I can't believe it, I hadn't had a crush in years | |
| I wanna kiss you hold you never scold you just love you/suck on you neck, caress you and rub you | |
| I reminisce over my ghetto princess everyday/Give it up for my shorty | |
| I really missed you, each and every night I kissed ya/In my dreams fore I went to sleep to lala land to count them sheep | |
| Now the more you treat me royal I adore you/That's why I don't mind doing these things for you | |
| Shorty I'm there for you anytime you need me/For real girl, it's me in your world, believe me | |
| | Lyric(s) | Song | Rapper |
|---|
| I turn around/Say word! You was the same pretty bird who I had priorly observed tryin to play me for the herb (Yeah, that's her) | |
| Young Princess when you get your wedding ring/Your man is saying 'She's my Queeeeeeen' | |
| To all the ladies in the place with style and grace | |
| I don't have no trouble with you ****in me/But I have a little problem wit you not ****in me | |
| On the oak tree, I hope we feel like this forever/Forever, forever, ever, forever, ever? | |
| Now there she goes again, the dopest Ethiopian | |
| And I know you will see the light/Baby, once you/Understand, what you/Mean, to me, darling. | |
| Back to you Maybelline Queen let's make a team/You can have anything in this world except C.R.E.A.M. | |
| Startin buildin' with her constantly round the clock/now she in my world like hip-hop | |
| There's just a few things that I've got to mention/There's girlies out here that seem appealing | |
| Mommy don't worry, I won't abuse it/Hurry up and finish so we can watch 'Clueless' (Oh-hooo!) | |
| Can't help but notice how you glowing, I can see in yo face/Now I just wonder if he know he close to being replaced | |
| Honey check it out you got me mesmerized/With your black hair and your fat-ass thighs | |
| But in no time at all, you became my girl/Me and you, one on one, against the world | |
| Part Mexican, pure sweet, dimes fell to her feet/She like Movado, and shook her hips like Delgado | |
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VH1's 100 Songs ('90s) 
Musician by Picture 
Figure Out the Disney Lyrics II
