Coorâd

All is well, just know that I'ma get it together I'd rather sing it later Ayy, max out cold I'd rather stay where it's warm, you know Ayy, my skin is just like gold Yeah, let it glisten, yeah Can I stand tall? Rise above them all I'm only four'11, no group trippin Ayy, I swear I should've been a long time ago The way I'm duckin' on these niggas and these bitches I'm flyin' high, been risin Ayy, please dismiss anyone who thought less of my classics, of my Ayy, high life, get the millers goin' Get them bottles poppin, get the liquids flowin Ayy, you hear me? Ayy, any mountain that's in my way I'm goin' ahead and move it It ain't even worth sayin' the rest Go and get a pillow, lay your head upon it You my nigga, I'd rather you lay your Caress your head upon my breast Ayy, mami got somethin' for ya Ayy, she a hottie But you know my nigga, yeah She in the wifey zone, mm, man You better hope, nigga, that I don't Put your ass on the motherfuckin' box list On the friend's list, because I'm in the net Ayy, I never talk, I still walk, meanin' what I say Come again anyway? I thought you would come correct this time It's really not a game for me I don't know why they be playin Ayy, look here, it is what it is Summertime's a breeze, yeah I love the spring, winter too But check this, I'm a summer baby I'm a summer baby, August 23rd, 1991 Goin' in this motherfucker hard, yeah Yeah Hmm, if that's on it