(And now for my next number....I`d like to return to the classics. Perhaps
the most famous classic---)
Pos:
Yo, yo, excuse me
I heard the word from word of mouth
That you were into booking flights
My, travel agent took a trip up north
And I need to book a flight tonight
I, enjoyed a getting away from day-
To-day stress so I need to leave
Soon. (If that`s a case, I have no space
But for later I`d be sore to (leave?))
Nah, nah, that`s not gonna do, I know that you
Can find another flight leavin the same
Time. I need to get aboard. I can`t afford
Any penalties to sit in the main cabin
(yo, that didn`t rhyme) It doesn`t matter (What does? The money.
Show the cash and the ticket is yours)
Cool. Here`s your green. Now I`m up outta the scene
But I`ll be back to purchase some more
Jewels.
Chorus:
(I like it) More than you know it
(I like it) More than you know it
(do you want me baby) I want some mo`!
(do you want me sugar) I want some mo`!
(I like it) (I like it!)
(I like it) (I love it!)
Pos:
Now I`m comin down outta the clouds
And I`m runnin into turbulence
Need to get up, up higher again
Feelin like my soul`s on fire again
Don`t need to bail for safety, show me where the safe be
So I can take me another trip
To the agency, cause the travel unravel my woes
But now the craving grows
So, I need to get a ticket cause man, oh I,
Need to get aboard a plane again
Some, say I`ll crash, but It`s my life and cash
Gonna write it out until the end
Numb, to the lift of the whiff, (grow?), when I vacate frequently
And I got, frequent flyer when I retire to death
Tell `em that the big C sent me
And a lot, of brothers man. I`m not the only brother
At the airport, needin a lift
Off. Was a agent til I was caught and brought
To an unfair court, pleadin the fifth
Soft, ground I prefer upon the mound
When I pinched a rock for a fee
Now others say standin at the bat isn`t where it`s at
But takin hits is where I`d rather be
Chorus
Dove:
Now I bagged this chick but she got me wide
Made me lose my friends and my pride
Had me cashing my checks for her
Lost all my self-respect for her
When I was broke she`d go solicit other guys
And if we made love you could see it in my eyes
My fantasy was one day to be a millionaire
So I could reassure that my baby girl was there
I could feel her love, son, I taste it in her lips
Mentally she was a trip, had a nigga whipped
A lot of other cats got strung out in the past
But I`ma get the love last, then I make a dash
That`s what I thought but Miss Thing was too appealing
When I had no dough for her, she had a nigga stealing
(Hands hot) Now I`m incarcerated, honey ain`t around
Into withdrawl from her, while I`m locked down
Two years down I hear she`s still a thick dime
Controllin niggas pockets and even ladies` minds
(Here she come) ? with a temptin proposition
(Approaching me) But when she said Hi I had to listen
I`m sweatin beans cause I know I`m gonna bait her
Better do it now cause you`re bound to do it later
I can`t refuse her, my denial`s a wish
Fell into her arm when I gave her a kiss
Cause I like it
Chorus
