J.R. Writer

J.R. Writer - Xtacy lyrics

rate me

(feat. Nicole Wray)

[J.R. Writer:]

Ma Im Wat U Been Missin In Ya Life

U Been Missin In Ya Nites

Plus Im Lookin 4 Wat U Call A Ms. For Mr. Right

Ma Make U Look, Look Again Then Whisper To Me Like (J.R.)

Shush No More Bickerin And Fights

Heres Ya Ticket For Ya Flight

Out Of Town No More Ghettos

Brown And Red Pebbles And Ya Round Toe Stelletos

Hop In Da Roof Ball Around Wit A Rebel (J.R.)

I Aint Tryna Crown U A Settle

Im Just Lookin For A Date To Da Mall

L Can Take To Da Bar

U Can Call Me Sensational R

Stick Wit Me 4 A Day, Ma I'll Make U A Star (J.R.)

U Aint Neva Met A Playa Dis Hard

They Just Love Da Way Im Playin My Cards

So I Stay Wit A Broad

Her And Her Friend Want A Straight Up Menage

So We All Skate To Da Car

Interior Got Her Saying (J.R.)

So I Guess Im Headin To Da Telly

Down Da Fdr New Carrera On Parelly's

Im Tryna Put Her And Her Friend Together On They Bellies

Its Me And Yall, Yall And Me Forget Whos On Da Celly (J.R.)

Dats Wat U Gon Be Screamin Through Da Walls

Damn They Dont Even Hear U Screamin Through Da Walls

Itz Gon Be Like Somethin U Aint Dream About B4

Somethin U Can Gossip 4 A Week About Im Sure

Im Slick Ass Da 70's

Chicks To Da Left Of Me

And To Da Right Of Me

Da Kid Just Like Xtacy

All On Da Brain, Got Her Callin My Name (J.R.)

[Nicole Wray:]

I Want To Be In Your Arms

I Want You To Say U Love Me

I Want To Feel Your Prescence Oh Baby, Baby

[J.R. Writer:]

U Can Neva Catch Da Kid On A Bird Chase

Da Guys Ot His Lips On It

Its Not Alot Chicks I Cant Hit On Da First Date

Aim For Da Ones Who Dont Kiss On First Date (J.R.)

Be Da One 2 Give Her Her First Taste

Blown Like It Was Her Birthday

But I'll Take It Slow (Why)

Cuz Dat Diva There Dont Kno J And Mo

I'll Make Her Take It Low, Next Minute Sayin Whoa (J.R.)

Baby Bro, Take It Slow

Iight Listen Boom, I'll Just Play It Smooth

Find Her A Bathin Suit, Jacuzzi In Da Livin Room

Procrastinating, I Kno Dat Imma Hit It Soon

But Its Okay To Procraste

Pimp Hand Strong, Poor Some Rose In Da Glass

To D Point Where Everything Dat I Say Make Her Laugh

Next Minute She'll Want Me To Roll Play On Her Ass Like (J.R.)

Come Roll Play Wit Me Fast

She Dont Kno Wat Type Of Sex That We Bout To Do

Play A Cop, Cuff Her To The Bed Like A Criminal

She'll Say Damn I Dont Think I Can Eva Get Rid Of U (J.R.)

I Want U 4eva Wit Me. True

U Must Love Da Way I Do These Step Dance

So Cool Old School Gucci Sweatbands, Gucci Sweatpants

Da Groupioes Left Chyeah (J.R.)

[Nicole Wray Chorus Till End Of Song]

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