4 My Eyes Only

We bout to fuck around blow the roof I like to cool and hit the booth then hit the booth Like I got nothing else to do I got nothing else to lose, except you Send me the addy I slide It's 6:45, I had a long flight, but fuck it I'm Right, here Give me some of that Give me some of that Give of some of that stick nah, some of that lick Shit, some of that ick Let me love on that shit, let me jump on that I got some questions You register that lethal weapon? Some shit I would share with my brethren But this here is really no telling what sharing would do to my mental Go head, see through Dress they can peak through Long as you don't give a peek boo Long as you know they ain't equal That shit is not for the people That shit is mine and I need you Shit I don't know how to act I call the plays like quarterback Cataracts couldn't take you off my tracks, yeah And you like it like that, just relax That's for my eyes only You could run around with your friends, and end up at somebody crib But girl just chill, because that's for my eyes only I'm not telling you how to live Do your thing girl I'll never trip, then come here We bout to fuck around blow the roof I like to cool and hit the booth then hit the booth Like I got nothing else to do I got nothing else to lose, except you And I walk around like I'm cool Oh that's cool Baby tell me what's your name and what's your use I stay fly, boy through all 365, can't help it that's my roots I read lies, right through these people's eyes So don't play tell the truth I'm not 'laxing but I'm cool shit I like cash and I like loot I like passion in my fruit girl I'm about action, how about you? Shit what's happening, outside in East Manhattan And we got a nice little view They be acting, stay on my toes, Mike Jackson I don't know who got who, nah Whip on E but shit, it's cool Long as I get to the Stu Girl as long as I got eyes, then shit you mine You can tease but you can't please, just waste their time Then come here That's for my eyes only You could run around with your friends, and end up at somebody crib But girl just chill, because that's for my eyes only I'm not telling you how to live Do your thing girl I'll never trip, then come here We bout to fuck around blow the roof I like to cool and hit the booth then hit the booth Like I got nothing else to do I got nothing else to lose, except you