Oh Yeah!!! Ringtones

I would die for you baby I cry for you baby I'm on my knees for you baby Won't ya please give me some of your love I got eyes for you baby (Oh yeah) I'd go blind for you baby (Oh yeah) I would steal for you baby (Oh yeah) If you just gimme some of your love Some of your love Will keep my soul intact Some of your love Will keep the storm clouds back I don't think that I could ever come back If you don't gimme some of your love She showed me things (Oh Yeah) That I never knew (Oh Yeah) They been there forever (Oh Yeah) But it's the first time that I flew Some of your love Will keep my soul intact Some of your love Will keep the storm clouds back I don't think I could eer come back If you don't give me some of your love You're the stars in my sky (Oh yeah) And there's no wondering why (Oh yeah) Now the moon's coming out Our hearts start to race There was never a doubt Just a sudden embrace Your beautiful soul Your beautiful face One sweet kiss And I just gotta say I would die for you baby (Oh yeah) I would cry for you baby (Oh yeah) I'm on my knees for you baby (Oh yeah) Won't ya please give me some of your love

(You think you know me) (Clayco on the beat) Yeah, yeah I got money, I hopped out of bed Oh, yeah, hold up Yeah, oh, yeah, yeah Oh, yeah Yeah (racks on his head), oh, yeah I got money, I hopped out of bed Damn, he tried it, racks on his head Damn, we not playing fair Told her to ride it just like the fair No running, no hiding, nigga, oh, well Yeah, put that lil' dope on the scale I got a big bankroll, I'ma throw it in the air I got a real bad bitch, oh, yeah (oh, yeah) Racks, they come in the mail Yeah, bags, they going for sale Yeah, and thе shit that I rock YSL Yeah, and your ship is gon' sink, it won't sail I know she gon' fuck me, shе think I can't tell She told me her nigga broke, he lame as hell She said if I hit it, then, no, I can't tell She suck me so crazy, she nasty as hell This bitch rocking Off-White drip like mayo Lil' bro serving real deal coke, call it yayo I just bought a zip and it came with a smell I think that they finding out just what I paid for (what I paid for) I got money, I hopped out of bed Damn, he tried it, racks on his head Damn, we not playing fair Told her to ride it just like the fair No running, no hiding, nigga, oh, well Yeah, put that lil' dope on the scale I got a big bankroll, I'ma throw it in the air I got a real bad bitch, oh, yeah (oh, yeah) I got a whole lot of racks, put them shits in bands I got a whole lot of drip, I rock this shit like bands I smoke a whole lot of dope, I'm high and I can't land I flooded my fingers with so much water, ain't no land I got a foreign bitch, she Himalayan I don't know the last time I popped a Xan' And just like the new 'Vette, I'm moving fast No, I'm not a rookie, I'm a vet and I'm on they ass And my nigga got a stick, he blow it like that I count up super quick and I was skipping math I got a smart bitch, she got a stupid ass She got a smart mouth, like, nigga, who asked? I got money, I hopped out of bed Damn, he tried it, racks on his head Damn, we not playing fair Told her to ride it just like the fair No running, no hiding, nigga, oh, well Yeah, put that lil' dope on the scale I got a big bankroll, I'ma throw it in the air I got a real bad bitch, oh, yeah (oh, yeah) (You think you know me) (Clayco on the beat)