Music Video
Music Video
Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Guerilla Black
Performer
Roy Hamilton
Programming
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Roy Hamilton
Composer
Charles Williamson
Composer
Chuck Mangione
Composer
R. Karshner
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Jeremy Mackenzie
Engineer
Jean-Marie Horvat
Mixing Engineer
Alan Mason
Engineer
Roy Hamilton
Producer
Lyrics
I can make the sunrise, and the moon fall
When my plane land, you better take it off
Stop playing girl, yeah I'm trying to fuck something
Stop playing girl, yeah I'm trying to fuck something
I can make the sunrise, and the moon fall
When my plane land, you better take it off
Stop playing girl, yeah I'm trying to fuck something
Stop playing girl, yeah I'm trying to fuck something
Check it
You looking dope in your Dolce Gabbana boots
Ma there ain't nothing I can't do, huh
The motion's in the oceans
My dick game is potent, my work would give you those notions
Cause I'm fat, I hit it like I'm skinny
Choke up that dro from the IHOP to Denny's
It's your choice, real pretty skin tone
Real pretty voice, that make grown men moan
I like your style, your grace, your face
You tasting better than the icing on the cake
& if I say I'll drink your bath water, huh
You know I'm drinking up your bath water
I can make the sunrise, and the moon fall
When my plane land, you better take it off
Stop playing girl, yeah I'm trying to fuck something
Stop playing girl, yeah I'm trying to fuck something
I can make the sunrise, and the moon fall
When my plane land, you better take it off
Stop playing girl, yeah I'm trying to fuck something
Stop playing girl, yeah I'm trying to fuck something
You wanna talk to a balla, don't let them simps stall ya
Slide in ya man's X 5, when I call your
And let ya hair blow
I'm in the Embassy Suite room 304, don't wear nothing under your trench coat
You remind of Lisa Raye
Cut the lights low so we can play and grind till the day
I got chicks in every city
Some classy, some saddity
And two or three bomber than purple chronic in Phillies
From the G 4, to the limo, to the penthouse on South Beach
Since I fucking keep my name out your mouth piece
Skin tone alone drive me crazy
I can't imagine being without ya
Everyday is about ya
I can make the sunrise, and the moon fall
When my plane land, you better take it off
Stop playing girl, yeah I'm trying to fuck something
Stop playing girl, yeah I'm trying to fuck something
I can make the sunrise, and the moon fall
When my plane land, you better take it off
Stop playing girl, yeah I'm trying to fuck something
Stop playing girl, yeah I'm trying to fuck something
We pushing 6's, they pushing Grand Cherokees
Forget them dude's ma, hell I'm the man to see
Fulfill fantasies, slap the ass cheek
Like I did my victims in my last robberies, hell
You know the game, the name, 'B-L-A-C-K'
Pop the champagne then blaze the Mary J
From the Bay, back to LA now
I'm old school 'Pelle Pelle' with the chain out
Fade to the right a little like Barbershop
I hit it hard enough that half the neighbors call the cops
Sexy chocolate, I got more power than, 'Stunnin Steve Austin'
Yes please take caution
I can make the sunrise, and the moon fall
When my plane land, you better take it off
Stop playing girl, yeah I'm trying to fuck something
Stop playing girl, yeah I'm trying to fuck something
I can make the sunrise, and the moon fall
When my plane land, you better take it off
Stop playing girl, yeah I'm trying to fuck something
Stop playing girl, yeah I'm trying to fuck something
Don't bring your girl around
Or her panties coming down
Don't bring your girl around
Or her panties coming down
Don't bring your girl around
Or her panties coming down
Don't bring your girl around
Written by: Charles Williamson, Chuck Mangione, R. Karshner, Roy Hamilton