DRE McFLY - Across The Room lyrics

rate me

A yo shorty let me spit my game (listen)

The government is mickey I play video games

3rd grade I was claimed insane

Cause I use to eat paste and couldn't spell my name

Now niggers know my name I got militant fame

Famous of the hall a Fame in a Window Frame

See My Swagger Is To Blame So jus gimme ya name

And if you don't want that I got twitter n aim

Facebook myspace let's go to my place

Piffen on that milky way now we in deep space

See I ain't goin lie

I need a ride or die

I really feel ya swagg and your nice asian eyes

So don't be surprised I'm a teach you how to fly

And now you could tell I'm not ya average guy (nope)

I'm tired a talking to this mirror for help

I'm a go holla at you for myself

Here It Is

I Can't Wait Till I Get Up Close And Personal

Baby I See You Working It Out

Just Gotta Make My Way Through To You

Across The Room, I See You Across The Room

I See You Across The Room' Am I Gonna Make It

See ya boy Is pimping, but this one is something different

Butterfly stomach or is it grandma chicken

Listen, see her body her tinker glisten

She don't have my aim but it could be why she is missing

Kissing progressed succesed is reminiscen

Before cupid was stupid and hated living

But now he mentioned my name for the greater living

So now it's pina colada's and no drama, comma

Cause I had to pause for the drama

Save the drama for my mama

But I'm Upping It To My Collar

But I started with a dollar

Turned it to a buck fifty

Then I got dumb spiffy

So shorty come run with me

What you got to lose

Well be swimming in a pool

While we in Cancun

Your girls my goons, going ape shit

Like monkeys and baboons

I'm the best, you'll eva get,

Don't Forget

I Can't Wait Till I Get Up Close And Personal

Baby I See You Working It Out

Just Gotta Make My Way Through To You

Across The Room, I See You Across The Room

I See You Across The Room' Am I Gonna Make It

So shorty gotta man (and)

But she really know she gotta lame (man)

Suicide doors vs. his (van)

You're boyfriends a clown

I'll take you out the town

Show you around, while we bumping my sound (everywhere)

You'll be so fly' you'll forget what is the ground

AaaaOwww see I love ya smile and I will never ever make ya Frown

My Ride go zoom real fast (what?)

His ride go(fart sound) no gas (what?)

I'm popping heavy tags (fly)

This guy just got one bag (not)

Sunflower too ya face you just bloom

I said we flew pass the moon with no broom

Before I get myself anymore hype

Let me least get across this room

I Can't Wait Till I Get Up Close And Personal

Baby I See You Working It Out

Just Gotta Make My Way Through To You

Across The Room, I See You Across The Room

I See You Across The Room' Am I Gonna Make It

I'm coming

Now we fly baby fly like we posta'

But we do it with class we kosher

So we aiming for the stars for composure

Cause now we fly baby fly like we posta'

But we do it with class cause we kosher

So we aiming for the stars for composure

Out

Before I Get Myself

Let me least get across this room