Cim

Lyrics

[Verse 1] Let me tell you about this girl named Cim Yo she put me in the mood when the lights get dim I'm quick to give her the eye while she's walking by Peak [?] physique, this chick's real fly Son, you know I got more game than Milton Bradley But as something glanced at me in a trance , I got it badly Now she has me attending every party We were made for each other like weed and Bob Marley At least that's my perspective But yo, she isn't even mine and I'm overprotective Cause the game brothas spit, it be pathetic Since she got clout, you know she's kinda big-headed And I heard the chick goes both ways And she's in the [?], I ain't had none in days So I make my move, grab this chick by her waist Tellin' her my name [?]then kick game at a slow pace I can tell she was a [?]bitch by the feedback she's giving me But I want her anyway, I make sure she remembers me Brothas in the industry know about her clout Pleasure, she'll be giving me, during mouth-to-mouth [Chorus] Without you in my life I feel like it's incomplete [?] you pick up every word that I speak My sweet, you make me weak, I gotta have you Before anotha brotha try to come and grab you Without you in my life I feel like it's incomplete [?] you pick up every word that I speak My sweet, you make me weak, I gotta have you Before anotha brotha try to come and grab you [Verse 2] Now, Cim spit down[?] for all the ni***s in my clique And I'm still with this chick, man, ain't that some shit It seems like she don't give a fuck about me But I could care less, the girl drives me crazy That's my baby, word is born, she's my one and only Even though she fucked my homies Without this ho I'm lonely Up at 2:00 in the morn', writing letters in [?] To impress her, hoping I get a chance to caress her Always seducing me, constantly boosting me For no damn reason, I wish she would stop playteasing Walk this way as they play an instrumental Am I drooling? [?] my spit is only accidental The essence of your presence causes stipulation I want you all to [?] my occupation And I'm about to start working overtime You're goddamn right, I'm ready to fight over mine I make love to her on top of turntables Or in the studio, if she's willing and able Having verbal intercourse all damn night And this is dedicated to the love of my life Which is my mic, yo, the love of my life Which is my mic, uh, yo, the love of my life That's my mic, word, yo, the love of my life That's my mic, word, uh [Chorus] Without you in my life I feel like it's incomplete [?] you pick up every word that I speak My sweet, you make me weak, I gotta have you Before anotha brotha try to come and grab you Without you in my life I feel like it's incomplete [?] you pick up every word that I speak My sweet, you make me weak, I gotta have you Before another brotha try to come and grab you [Outro] Before another brotha, before another brotha Before another brotha try to come and grab you Before another brotha, before another brotha Before another brotha try to come and grab you When I make love to my mic, the crowd respond When I make love to my mic, the crowd respond When I make love to my mic, the crowd respond When I make love to my mic, the crowd respond When I make love to my mic, the crowd respond When I make love to my mic, the crowd respond When I make love to my mic, the crowd respond