Crush Hour - I.L.L. Will Remix

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Masta Ace & Ill Will - Rap, Remix

Crush Hour - I.L.L. Will Remix

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[Verse 1] My nickname is the M-U-S to the I-C Man Good morning world What you doing on the corner girl? Up with you, in the crib's where I want to curl Cause you look so good, it's a crying shame I'ma make a U-turn, come back around, try again Tryna see if maybe I can get another glance Blew the first one, maybe get another chance Every car that roll by, cats is peepin' at you Some are rolling down their windows and they beepin' at you They all flirtin', tryna offer you a lift to work But every jerk just really want to lift your skirt I know you wishing this bus'd come the hell along So fly you was born with propellers on Amazing Grace in my face like thе famous hymn You looked at me, thinking I was same as him Nah wait, I just want to takе you on a date You know, wine in the glass, food on the plate Supermom, you're tired of putting on a cape I could tell from your face that you want a break I could see that you really need a vacation So I'm circlin' the block, trying to make haste Great taste, I could tell you're not a cheap date But this cop keeps telling me to keep straight He don't know we got a date with destiny This construction on the road is really testin' me (Damn) [Bridge] Damn Let me ask you [Verse 2] What's it like to have the whole world barkin' at you? Dudes should be talkin' to you but they talkin' at you I just need to keep my eyes on the road But I'm thinkin' 'bout them caramel thighs a la mode See, look how you put a guy in beast mode I made a wrong turn; damn man, the street closed I'm just trying to make it back to the bus stop See if I could pick you up like a dust-mop And I know everyday you got a dead guys Before they ever get a word in edgewise I'm at the red light, half a block away I see the bus turn off of Rockaway This is not how I thought that it was gonna end I guess I'm left to sit here wondering And as you get on the Number 10 I think about us and everything we could've been (Damn, damn, damn, damn)

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Credits

Writers
  • Masta Ace
  • Ill Will