Hype Yaself by Extreme Music Lyrics
She want the Benz and the beamer
She want the house and the rolls
Don't trust them dog
She's trying to get chose
First Verse:
Shot out to the gutter and the groupies who scream for you guy at the show
Shot out to to the side piece cuz she play her role
Good girls love bad boys man they trying to get chose
I'm trying to keep it on the low
Fly you out of town you my chick on the road... Oh
Tell your girl she can come too
When I'm done man she can get a turn to
I'm young and wild, ain't really trying to settle down
You need quality time and my dudes is always around
I'm a thug, I never really new love
Run your mouth if you want but you knew what it was
I love your frame I need you to pose
I ain't the one who gone buy you rose
Chorus: (Repeats twice)
She want the benz and the beamer
She want the house and the rolls
The trips to Miami, the beaches is sandy
The kids and the family, she's trying to get chose
She want the keys and the codes
No telling how far she will go
Don't look in her eyes, them hip and them thighs
They will tell you lies, they trying to get chose
Second Verse:
I like ladies slim thick and they hips kind round
On momma I'm so high I'm might never come down
I'm all the way up like Andrew like
2 minute as I chill in the cut
Baby you tripping
I ain't about that hugging and kissing
I'm probably emotionally deficient
Just trying to be real
You chasing dollar dolla bills
Will never be Netflix and chill
You want to spoon, beg me to hold
You, coo then I'm back on the road
This is my life, my team on the go
Pump the breaks... I'm out of control
I love your frame, the way you pose
I ain't the one that's gonna but you a rose
Chorus: (Repeats twice)
She want the house and the rolls
Don't trust them dog
She's trying to get chose
First Verse:
Shot out to the gutter and the groupies who scream for you guy at the show
Shot out to to the side piece cuz she play her role
Good girls love bad boys man they trying to get chose
I'm trying to keep it on the low
Fly you out of town you my chick on the road... Oh
Tell your girl she can come too
When I'm done man she can get a turn to
I'm young and wild, ain't really trying to settle down
You need quality time and my dudes is always around
I'm a thug, I never really new love
Run your mouth if you want but you knew what it was
I love your frame I need you to pose
I ain't the one who gone buy you rose
Chorus: (Repeats twice)
She want the benz and the beamer
She want the house and the rolls
The trips to Miami, the beaches is sandy
The kids and the family, she's trying to get chose
She want the keys and the codes
No telling how far she will go
Don't look in her eyes, them hip and them thighs
They will tell you lies, they trying to get chose
Second Verse:
I like ladies slim thick and they hips kind round
On momma I'm so high I'm might never come down
I'm all the way up like Andrew like
2 minute as I chill in the cut
Baby you tripping
I ain't about that hugging and kissing
I'm probably emotionally deficient
Just trying to be real
You chasing dollar dolla bills
Will never be Netflix and chill
You want to spoon, beg me to hold
You, coo then I'm back on the road
This is my life, my team on the go
Pump the breaks... I'm out of control
I love your frame, the way you pose
I ain't the one that's gonna but you a rose
Chorus: (Repeats twice)