Muzik

You ready?[Knoc-Turn'al]Yes, ha ha haYeah, yeahLet's go, I like singing[Knoc-Turn'al]My music, my life, my heart, my soulMy music, my everything, I give my allMy wife, my daughter, my love, my dreamMy mother, my father, my brother, my teamMy camp, my squad, my house, my carMy boat, my shoes, my pants, my shirtMy coke, my sugar, my cream, my butterMy toast, my all, my queen, my folks[Chorus: Samuel Christian]My baby!Walk like six strings talk like she's myeverythingMy baby!Loves me, hates me, leaves me, runs right right,that sexy...Baby!All I know, she shed's all my confusion, so...My baby!Will not run from anything, I swear, this goes[Knoc-Turn'al talking]Lord will lay me down to sleepI pray the Lord my soul to keepCause if you die before I wakeI pray the Lord my soul to take[Knoc-Turn'al]She's thick, she's bad, so clean, she fineShe loves, she hates, she laughs, she criesShe hurts, she lies, she's Bonnie, I'm ClydeShe's ghetto, she's real, she sings, she rhymesShe comes, she goes, she lives, she diesShe sexy and bomb, she blows my mindShe stays in line, she's smart, she's funnyShe's crafty and cunning, in the game she'srunningHer lips, her back, her waist, her thighsHer face, her skin, her hair, her eyesHer voice, her shape, her hips, her mindHer love, her smile, her touch, her time[Chorus][Knoc-Turn'al]I'm typsy, I'm through, I'm drunk, I'm bluntedMy way, my day, my life - I love itI move, I groove, I shake, I love itMy friends, my kins, I like, I love itI show, I prove, I live, I learnI show, I teach, I run these streetsMy kin, my heart, my heatMy rhythm, my rap, my beatMy life, my head and my feetMy heart, my soul, my candy, my cakeMy platinum, my gold, my land, my gateMy Benz, my lakeMy keys, my money, my love, my hateMy clothes, my phone, my house, my homeMy money, my combMy sugar, my spice, my base, my chromeMy rhythm, my music, my homeMy world, my girl, my life, my home, my...