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    "whoadie" Lyrics


    track 7
    Olivia [2001]
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    Whoa whoa whoa whoa
    It's all love whoadie (Bounce bounce)
    Show me love whoadie (Oh-oh oh-oh)
    It's all love whoadie (Bounce bounce)
    Show me love whoadie
    Show me love whoadie (Ooh)
    It's all love whoadie (Bounce bouce)
    Show me love whoadie (Oh-oh oh-oh)
    It's all love whoadie (Bounce bounce)
    Show me love whoadie
    Show me love whoadie (Ooh)

    (VERSE 1)
    Sit between my legs
    Let me braid your hair
    Whisper in your ear and tell you how much I care
    Bitches be hatin' me
    Mad at what I got
    A baller, rag top, deep and somewhat slack
    And if some heat comes
    He quick the rat tat tat
    My killa got my back
    And its like that
    He gives me what i want
    Pay all my bills
    I got a soldier and I'm riding
    Cause I know it's real

    You know you're mine whoadie
    That ain't no lie whoadie
    You put it down anytime and you're fine whoadie
    You get it krunk whoadie
    Yo system bump whoadie
    You got it goin on I'll forever be your shorty

    (VERSE 2)
    You my love thing
    My number one man
    I ain't got to worry bout nothing
    Cause you'll get me skrilla
    And when we're makin love
    I like how you do dat there
    Can't nobody come between all the love we share
    When you was on the run
    Duckin' 5-O
    Don't know where to go
    Know where I stash your doe
    I ain't never gonna lie
    I ain't never gonna snitch
    Play my nigga out
    I ain't never dealin with that shit

    (CHORUS 2x)

    Petey Pab get you all that you asking for
    You ain't never gotta worry bout nothin no more
    You can call me the Candyman
    And I'm tryna set you up in my Candyland
    Gingerbread house, pepermint stash, icecream tires
    On top of my Benz (mmmm)
    Girl is you ready for the things you ain't never seen?
    It's high as the mountain top
    Petey gonna give you the Martin Luther dream
    And I mean it
    Fine as you is
    You the type of girl that makes a man wanna have some kids
    When I was locked up doin that six years bid
    Never think I'ma see the world again
    You were right there
    Me and you with all it is
    Can't wait to get a crib so I can move you in
    Your homie, your lover, your friend
    You held it down for your man
    Your friends can't tell you shit
    You ain't seen it, I ain't did it
    That's when a brother knew it's time to quit
    When he finds something he loves
    Stronger than this
    Girl you gots to feel the way I feel
    Fo sure damn I'm in love for real
    Damn I'm in love for real (bounce bounce)
    Damn I'm in love for real
    Damn I'm in love for real

    (CHORUS 4x)
    This song was submitted on April 15th, 2006 and last modified on October 18th, 2016.
    Thanks to Snap for the contribution to this song.
    Copyright with Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group.
    Written by Francis Palacios, Olivia T. Longott, Ross V. Sloan, Rufus Moore.
    Lyrics licensed by LyricFind.

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