Song Description

The ultimate laid back, feel-good, hip-hop anthem, with a throwback to 70s. Sexy, fun, intelligent, and highly danceable.

Lyrics

They call me
Mr. keep on moving cause I really keep on moving homes
dipping in and out of state getting my 18-wheeler on
she sends me sex messages so i don't ever feel alone
whatever trip I'm leaving on she don't like to see me gone
but she don't ever trip she just say see you when you get home
in my t-shirt and some boy shorts looking sweeter than a Cinnabon
on everything mommy right here could really be the one
if not she is the prototype
she the show me what I'm missing so send me a naked photo type
she is so my type she knows just what I like
she likes to write and she likes what I write her back
she likes to bite and she likes it when I bite her back
I call her mommy so hot she call me daddy don't stop
we rock all night like Michael Jackson's greatest hits
she keep it at a c-note you could keep the changes
Gypsy keep the c-notes you can keep the famous

Gypsy: we stay Fly over seas, fly over keys
my alicia like a visa, everywhere I want to be
So i'm always on my way back
Cus her baby phat is not a style of jeans
designed by kimora lee
I don't wanna be a player no more Joe know
RIP big PUN, i'm done, I don't want to play her
threw in my cards I'm the new king of hearts
and I keep her shining like a queen of diamonds
She hates I'm always grinding but loves what I'm always buying
Brownskin so touchable, been down since the huxtables
When I had nothing but love for you, you made me feel comfortable
Now I'm living comfortable, [gonna] make you feel comfortable
Scoop you from your 9-to-5, we gon' jump on 95
You can close your eyes, we'll be in Brooklyn when you wake up
she my shorty ride or die, shorty always by my side
and that's why mami a good look with no make up

I need a diva yes I need a diva
from the hood misunderstood sexy over-achiever
talk slick back it up and make me a believer
and if you don't take care of you I won't take care of you either
everything brand new from the bag to the shoes
everything bad too all except her attitude
and that pretty smile is why I can't even be mad at you
oops you forgot one let me cut that tag for you
nails done toes done even in the winter time
last night I didn't finish mine, you can be my dinner I'm
hungry from a day's work and you look like today's desert
and I got a sweet tooth I just want to eat you

Playlist Creator	Playlist Name	Date Added
Jesse Spawn	Hip Hop	4/20/2010