Could It Be

Huh, uh yeah Bout to put it to 'em With some ghetto slick shit, heh Check it out, one time For your motherfuckin' mind (motherfuckin' mind) Yo I'm saying they gon' smell me on this one No doubt, he-heh Check it out, oh yeah Listen On the cross town with the top down Sounds banging out the backstreets (alright) Me and shorty two deep She's flashing me thighs Wind blowing through her hair Baby we can take it there (take it there) But first I gotta make my round Baby slow down My crib's on the other side of town But from the look in her eyes She was hypnotized Rubbed her hands on my chest And started getting undressed Tell me why Could it be my chromed out rims? Break you neck when you see me lookin hip Or could it be the ice you see? But you tell me that you're really feelin' me Could it be the word on the block? I know they told you that i got it on lock Tell me why you just can't stop I'm thinking that it's all about me What could it be?