ladies and gentlemen
swizz, swizz, swizz
hey ho, hey ho, hey ho, hey ho ok
how you doing ma, dis ya song ma, yeah come on ma, dis ya song ma, we can get it on ma, dis ya song ma, dis ya song ma, dis ya song
[c*ssidy verse 1:]
how ya doing ma
yeah come here, where you going ma,
what up you in a rush,
what’s going on ma, you can keep going ma
but in dis cruel world you going need a man that’s thurl to keep you warm ma,
you and me we can take the world by storm ma.
so let me have yo math then i’m going ma,
i’m having a after party later on ma, so you should cancel whatever you was doing ma.
we can get a telly and visit and get it on ma, you wit it, i hit it till six in the morn ma,
you ain’t hear the song ma,
yeah i’m a don ma so if you ridin’ wit a player than come on ma.
[chorus w/ mashonda:]
how ya doing ma (oh) dis ya song ma (yeah) yeah come on ma (oh) dis ya song
ma (yeah) we can get it on ma (oh) dis ya song ma
(yeah) yeah, yeah, yeah.
scream at me
me and you (it don’t get no better) what we can do (it don’t get no better) our love
(it don’t get no better) it reminds me of the first time
hey you know what you remind me of the sun that shines above i think that i’m in
love cause every time i look in your eyes they be dumb bright like the sunlight when i look in
the sky and you always look fly, you stay with a mean outfit and got shoes that they didn’t even come out yet.
always got your your nails done, always got yourself fixed you the type of chick i
can see me going out wit and i ain’t knocking yo hustle but you should be somebody’s wifey icey
wit a rock on your knuckle and we would look hot as a couple cause you shaped so beautifully and
you almost as cute as me.
mmmm wit yo s*xy self go to my hotel and undress yourself and after we have s*x
don’t stress yourself i will respect you if you respect yourself girl it’s whatever i get the
chedda when we get together it don’t be no better and you can see i’m throwin’ it cause my arm
on chill it look like i spilled freon on it.
i make h*lla paper on the block that’s why i’m bout
to put a three story elevator in my yacht they going keep hating it boo, but keep holdin’ me
down strong dis song dedicated to you.
baby i can’t deny that i’m feeling you, the way that you look and the things you do.
knowing, knowing baby it don’t whoa oh whoa it don’t get no better
i go by the name of c*ssidy “da problem”, me and mashonda
[song fades out]