Reckless E

Hold on baby, give me a minute. This bitch in my ear talkin' like she with It. Besides anyways, don't you got another call? Stop bangin' my line with no nothin' at all. I'm workin', and so is you. And I ain't stoppin' 'til the sky turn back To blue. It's late, probably quarter past eight, And you barely got done with your in-call date. You lazy. You must want no dough. And I'll cut yo' ass. I don't play that, hoe. Sugga. Bitch, I'm talkin' town business, Knock a bitch up in tattoo though was my Witness at the drive-thru. Or the Christian name. And the block too hot, heard us, watch my Face. They like, "Who's that shit in the fancy Car?" In the house, cold in slippers yellin', "Fuck The law." Slow down, baby. You better slow down, baby. Reckless. Movin' too fast, you reckless. Said you're movin' too fast. Slow down, baby. Better slow down, baby. Reckless. Movin' too fast, reckless. Said you're movin' too fast. Hold on, baby. Check out this pimpin'. Feelin' like John the Mike When he got out of prison. Put me in my shit, dress me up. Know them renegade hoes can't fuck with us. Gabbin'. On the freeway smashin' in the '98 Benz With the hardtop rackin'. They know me. They like, "That's the big homie." Gold fronts and a tall can of OE. On peace. I keep it way funky. I can't fuck with that bitch, she ain't never 'bout no money. And that's a sad soul. I ain't never doin' better, only bigger with a Bad hoe. Me and Sean gettin' money, What they mad for? Y'all really on some weird Shit. I'm on some sickers of myself tryna make It through the year shit. On peace. It's so motherfuckin' real. Slow down, baby. You better slow down, baby. Reckless. Movin' too fast, you reckless. Said you're movin' too fast. Slow down, baby. Better slow down, baby. Reckless. Movin' too fast, reckless. Said you're movin' too fast. Baby, baby, baby, baby. Uh, uh, ooh! Heat it up with lovin'. Boy, you lit my fire. I tell you I'm burning with desire.