Ja Rule

Ja Rule - The Memoire (Part 2) lyrics

rate me

Feat. Lil Mo

The sky is the limit, you wait it, I wait it

I don’t never wanna stop

Let’s take it to the top baby

Yeah, I ain’t goin’ no where

Cuz there’s no body like you

And now I want you to take me there

Take me there, take me there x 2

(Verse)

Fly with me

Cuz everythin is fly here

Mile high, could it get any cloudier?

Cartier, a one-piece, body like a pear

Small up top, hips, and a whole lot of ass

Small get on the beach, that day make sense

This ain’t the place here, this the state of mine

I see you gettin’coffee, why don’t you wild

Welcome to New York, baby girl get it tight

Let’s take it down right now, well I have to lose some shouts

And watch the sun go down from the dick and the yack

I wanna hit the spot, this is for play

Tomorrow I cry and sure it’s what really is

(Hook)

There’s no place I rather be and I don’t wanna be without you

It’s like just like how it suppose to be between me and you

Please don’t wake me if I’m dreamin’

I don’t wanna come back to reality

With you it’s like our life suppose to be

(Verse)

When you wake up with no haters

Have brunts and start the day over

Don’t give ‚em any better

Go watch and set and make it,

Or take it tendein’, you on the right o be lazy

No tend line, she like to get naked

And ask for my homies real spashies

Push the hoers, it’s real gracios

I’m also in to give you lot of fake shit and falls like

I don’t just play, I create it

Just slay by myslef, all I’m playin it’s for myself

Why this niggas position are here for paddle

I make the peace for myslef

(Hook)

(Verse)

I need a picture here but I ain’t playin’ fair

Cuz I’mma sit in here, sixeen passager

See you can bring your friends, baby let’s be clear

I keep my pocket full, uh one dead man

Soon as we need a ride, I could let you live

Teach you the flush tallin’

But that’s some deep shit

But you steppin’ up porpuse just to get new jets

Such a big girl and only get just baby steps

So you never rich, my nigga big city bess

I’m gettin’ high, gettin’ here on my beach rust

These niggas think thet I’m dead on the street

So I’m feelin’ frag in it and must go on

(Hook)

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