Tekster:
Belly Follow Me

the truth, If you with me then, move quickly now, Lace up your boots, just follow me, Just follow me, I'm the man that?s leading ya, Believe in me,

of the truth, If you with me then, move quickly now, Lace up your boots, just follow me, Just follow me, I'm the man that?s leading ya, Believe in me

Boy, be quite, follow me and tip toe Don't wanna make too much noise Sneaking in your window So pull down the shades 'Cause my neighbors are kind of

little miss Mary Mack had buttons all down her back she let Geordie loosen them up and now her belly's fat now mary's little lamb follows her wherever

y'all, uh huh, uh huh, Jigga Timbaland shit, nine-eight beyotch Say what, say what? Uh huh, uh huh, follow me beyotch (Nigga what, nigga who?) Can't fuck with me

was the type to work two jobs Never enough money, that's why I got your whole crew robbed Got older, developed ways of grippin' the steel Barely home for me

you deliver me? There are trials still to come It?s salvation that I need So I?m reaching to the sky Lord can you deliver me? Deliver us Deliver us,

the belly, make your trunk wave keep your corner paid, make that trunk wave from the cradle to the grave, me and Screwyoo what you wanna do, let me come

's up, no red meat, but having you In my cipher right now, makes me feel complete Like a baby going night, night, sucking on his baby bottle You in a class by yourself, all them chicks follow