Come Over Lyrics

Come Over lyrics

Here we come (Here we come now girl)

     Come for you (Baby girl, aw,
aw)



     You know I just couldn't hide shit beneath me

     Only
nigga can take a still picture in 3D

     If need be, I'm leavin' the party
with Cindy

     It's gotta be, bo-legged, long hair, Fendi

    
Ninety-nine, I move over to her twin-sister, Medni

     I spit game like
that to get brains like that

     Butter soft leather seats, it came like
that

     If sex was football, I'd be a running back

     Get ya on and
get low, and I never fumble

     Make ya throw your hands up when I bring in
the zone

     So if it's on, it's on, shit, I'm takin' you home

     I
got my home-dog out, it's on chrome, long gone

     She like my bizza, my
batlin' dog

     You Lunatics, that's what I be sayin' bout y'all

    
I'm not a MD but I'm always on call

     And I got a safe-way guaranteed
not to stall



     Here we come (Here we come now girl)

     Come
for you (Baby girl, aw, aw)



     [Chorus-2x]

     Cuz we be
countdown from the sky to tha ground

     Sippin' Allezey, steady puffin'
on a pound

     Hollerin' "woah nah", slow down, switch it up

    
Mami, don't front, go down, hit it up



     I'm like the New Edition,
Don, Ralph, Bobby, and Mike

     Not even Ricky "Rapper" Johnny can stand
the rain tonight

     Is this the end, damn right, I turned on a liking to


     Vannessa Derrio like over Brian McKnight

     Said "Oh no", baby
doll kissin me and she goin down low

     People at D.E.M.O., HOT, tell
that you a pro

     Swore up and down you never did this before

    
Whatever, just go slow

     Hated by all types, baby fathers and dykes


    Uptight and ready to fight cuz I'm the one they women like

     He think
he tight, think he got more game than Spike Lee

     Runnin' thru his vains
like an IV, high speeds

     Tightest nigga for 5 G's and Al D.

    
Tryna catch my now when my price is low

     Then 95 digits when the
Lunatics blow

     Another zero for a show, to let you niggas know, now
what



     Here we come (Here we come now girl)

     Come for you
(Baby girl, aw, aw)



     [Chorus-2x]



     You see me and my
niggas only come out on the weekends

     Cuz on the weekdays to busy
creepin', freakin'

     Wit' yo rat, now picture that, when she wit
you,

     She now speakin' what u weak in

     Lettin me know that she
really been thinkin'

     About a nigga, even when I'm not with her

   
 I'm frosty all year, while you only in the winter

     My pockets gettin'
fatter, your pockets gettin thinner

     I ain't payin time so you callin'
me a sinner

     Old Payne, 29, callin' me a young tender

     Nelly
stopped on me, don't stop when I'm wit her

     She ready 4 whatever and I
aint' even bought her dinner

     I sorted tha game on a bench with
splinters

     Beggin' your coach, let you play for a minute

     The
last seconds of the game, used to weigh in to enter

     I ain't gotta herd
no drugs no more, I know who tha winner



     Here we come (Here we come
now girl)

     Come for you (Baby girl, aw, aw)



    
[Chorus-2x]