Tekster:
Up Front Finding

ve always longed to find And now that I've found it, you want to take it away I don't ever want to lose you, but you say you cannot stay They say the finding

candy Let me feel and find your panties Take 'em off take em off take em off Take 'em off please Oh down on my knees Ohh, You're right in front of

and I, burn up the road and Cruise around the globe, the cops thinkin' it's stolen Understand, the world's in my hand G. Dep in this scam, no stunt Bitch play the front

just the way that God must have meant it Speak of the man [Chorus] [MJG] Pimp tyte! M-J-G Fin' to get up on the mic with a passion Get up on some

'm just tryin to be cool, cool, cool (tryn'a be cool) What would you exepct me to do Im just tryin to find, find, find That sweet love of mine I'm runnin

sh-t, give my sh-t a break F-ck am I talking bout? Aye peedis get my spins up (?) Love faces, bottoms up Came straight from the bottom up Who you gon' find

can't go home again I just had to come back one last time Ma'am, I know you don't know me from Adam But these hand prints on the front steps are mine Up

go front for the people but just like a store front, they gon see through that you sweet like bubble gum and they gon eat you how you blowing up n-gga

whole lot going on Small town Friday night Revving up at a red light On your mark get set go Pass a mom and pop restraunt Same four trucks parked out front