Nappy Roots - Its Yours Lyrics
It’s something differentBefore you enterI feel like you should knowI can elevate you, escalate usI can take you upI’m talkin’ Gucci, girlFlat ships on the side of the worldCrisp guys ready to serve you toastBaby just get me to where it showsAnd when it comes to the bedroomWe can get wild like them animalsI’m talking something all originalMissionary naïve and in my bookJust look, I’mma make you sweat it out girlThen I’m makin’ a point, live for you, herIntroducin’ you to the kids I’ve callTell me where you wanna go from hereThe material means nothing if I don’t come to rapI need a ride next to me if that shizz in Pittsburg leaveIt’s yours, yoursGirl it’s yours, yoursOh girl it’s yours, yoursGirl it’s yours, yoursIt’s yoursToo good to be true’s what you’re thinkin’Well ***** it’s tough, girl you ain’t dreamin’Just tough then you ain’t used toWhen it’s real cuz it’s in front of youGirl I can show ya better than I can tell ya, babyOh, far as the bedroom goesI put it down real proSweet as falloff these buried bondsTryna knock it out the park home runI’mma make you sweat it out girlThen I’m makin’ a point, live for you, herIntroducin’ you to the kids I’ve callTell me where you wanna go from hereThe material means nothing if I don’t come to rapI need a ride next to me if that shizz in Pittsburg leaveIt’s yours, yoursGirl it’s yours, yoursOh girl it’s yours, yoursGirl it’s yours, yoursIt’s yoursMy baby lovely but should be trippin’ without a mouthThinkin’ I’mma do her bad, Shorty what’s that about?I be in the studio, she hold me down without a doubtFrontin’ on my love song, she like it when I battle rapLady smilin’ in my face, she wonder what they laughin’ atY’all should get the hell home cuz wifey ain’t havin’ thatTinkers and wild horses you see on the cattle ranchI catch myself starin’ at them bubbles like a lava lampUh, or some fly baloney. That shit hop up on that saddle and rise CaponeI know they want me, they can’t have me, I’m already takenI look their way if I’m unhappy with the one I’m datin’I wouldn’t trade ‘er for the world and that’s an honest statementWe always keep it 100 in our conversationsWhat can I say? That’s why I took this girl, Elena, my fiancéAnd together we go ride into the sunset, it’s yoursThe material means nothing if I don’t come to rapI need a ride next to me if that shizz in Pittsburg leaveIt’s yours, yoursGirl it’s yours, yoursOh girl it’s yours, yoursGirl it’s yours, yoursIt’s yoursThe material means nothing if I don’t come to rapI need a ride next to me if that shizz in Pittsburg leaveIt’s yours, yoursGirl it’s yours, yoursOh girl it’s yours, yoursGirl it’s yours, yoursIt’s yours
