Slum Village, J Isaac - Ez Up lyrics
[Slum Village, J Isaac - Ez Up lyrics]
Oh, oh, oh, oh ez up, Ez up, yeah baby Ez up
Oh, oh, oh, oh ez up, Ez up, yeah baby Ez up
To my thick chicks all across the world
You know a nigga kind selfish
Plus a hunger for girls
Soft fragrance designer clothes
To the hood rats to the ones who pose
From the actresses to my main misseses
State to state where you find my mistresses
Various dames that are blowin' me kisseses
To that I 'main insignificant
Got me wrappin' my package more
Than niggas at Christmases
Ladies I promise that I know
What your wishlist is
Makin' you cream girl in various instances
Gimme the chance I'm the man I'm mister just
Aww naw legs to the wall
Them drawers comin' off girl
Baby girl, you drivin' me crazy girl
I can not control
Ez up, Ez up, yeah baby Ez up
I can't enough girl
When I'm at the club girl in your city show
Ez up, Ez up, yeah baby Ez up
Pretty faces surround me, they blow me kisses
From far away in Cartier glowing
Lenses they show a interest
Beautiful like the Pharrel and
The Snoop thing
Pierced tongue ears hung jewels
On the hoop rings and all over it's the
Same story different name
Cause you give me brain and quick to
Claim that you my main shorty
Gotta be smart enough to make
It on the dean's list
Genius, jeans fit, clean from diseases
Cool and down to Earth
Gucci around the purse
Bugie never shoes be matchin'
With a poofy leather
Body curvacious Armani skirts bracelets
Furs and splurge cause she work places
Flirtatious a freak in the bed
A woman in the street
Toes is done up showin' her
Stomach in the heat
Race is open, your taste in clothin'
Is exquisite, sophisticated motion
Baby girl, you drivin' me crazy girl
I can not control
Ez up, Ez up, yeah baby Ez up
I can't enough girl
When I'm at the club girl in your city show
Ez up, Ez up, yeah baby Ez up
You ain't heard about the things we doin'
Exotic spots where the water's the bluest
Takin' long routes south various
Routes where it's secluded
If you the type I like
We can definitely do it
Got a fetish for a well-groomed
Piece with a pedicure hair done
Cleaner than a fresh pair of Air Ones
Sprayed with the perfect fragrance
Belly ring, a tattoo of the name she
Threw on her celly screen
Gotta have hood in her, cook a good dinner
Well spoken Louis bags with Chanel clothin'
Short and tall thick in the right places
Proportioned and all when she strip
To her night laces
Baby girl, you drivin' me crazy girl
I can not control
Ez up, Ez up, yeah baby Ez up
I can't enough girl
When I'm at the club girl in your city show
Ez up, Ez up, yeah baby Ez up
Oh, oh, oh, oh ez up, Ez up, yeah baby Ez up
To my thick chicks all across the world
You know a nigga kind selfish
Plus a hunger for girls
Soft fragrance designer clothes
To the hood rats to the ones who pose
From the actresses to my main misseses
State to state where you find my mistresses
Various dames that are blowin' me kisseses
To that I 'main insignificant
Got me wrappin' my package more
Than niggas at Christmases
Ladies I promise that I know
What your wishlist is
Makin' you cream girl in various instances
Gimme the chance I'm the man I'm mister just
Aww naw legs to the wall
Them drawers comin' off girl
Baby girl, you drivin' me crazy girl
I can not control
Ez up, Ez up, yeah baby Ez up
I can't enough girl
When I'm at the club girl in your city show
Ez up, Ez up, yeah baby Ez up
Pretty faces surround me, they blow me kisses
From far away in Cartier glowing
Lenses they show a interest
Beautiful like the Pharrel and
The Snoop thing
Pierced tongue ears hung jewels
On the hoop rings and all over it's the
Same story different name
Cause you give me brain and quick to
Claim that you my main shorty
Gotta be smart enough to make
It on the dean's list
Genius, jeans fit, clean from diseases
Cool and down to Earth
Gucci around the purse
Bugie never shoes be matchin'
With a poofy leather
Body curvacious Armani skirts bracelets
Furs and splurge cause she work places
Flirtatious a freak in the bed
A woman in the street
Toes is done up showin' her
Stomach in the heat
Race is open, your taste in clothin'
Is exquisite, sophisticated motion
Baby girl, you drivin' me crazy girl
I can not control
Ez up, Ez up, yeah baby Ez up
I can't enough girl
When I'm at the club girl in your city show
Ez up, Ez up, yeah baby Ez up
You ain't heard about the things we doin'
Exotic spots where the water's the bluest
Takin' long routes south various
Routes where it's secluded
If you the type I like
We can definitely do it
Got a fetish for a well-groomed
Piece with a pedicure hair done
Cleaner than a fresh pair of Air Ones
Sprayed with the perfect fragrance
Belly ring, a tattoo of the name she
Threw on her celly screen
Gotta have hood in her, cook a good dinner
Well spoken Louis bags with Chanel clothin'
Short and tall thick in the right places
Proportioned and all when she strip
To her night laces
Baby girl, you drivin' me crazy girl
I can not control
Ez up, Ez up, yeah baby Ez up
I can't enough girl
When I'm at the club girl in your city show
Ez up, Ez up, yeah baby Ez up