cameras, action, it's on We need lights (lights), cameras, action, it's on (action, it's on) O-o-on (on), o-o-on (on) [Verse 2 - Bun B] We in the dressing
camera (camera) Ahhh shes a movie star With that runway walk Jus smilin for that camera (camera) Watch her take off her bra Closing like a stall Smiling for the camera (camera
There was trouble in my mind tonight Somethin' inside didn't feel quite right Then I saw your face in the moonlight And I was right beside you Don't
Don't let them talk, don't let them tell you stories about the war Don't let them in, don't let them steal the gold in your heart And if it's hard to
If I can get inside your mind And let my light shine like no other man would If I can physically, mentally and emotionally Make you feel like no other
mind said I know you wanna rub me Know you wanna touch me Know you wanna feel me Baby keep it real Know you wanna see Know you wanna be In my B.E.
Words and music by roddy frame I feel the magic that our time has traced, And make a point of it in every place. But every place deserves a curse or
Two turn tables and the microphone full throttle I'll pull up in that Alf or a Mayo Malano, system bangin' Drivin' reckless, like I don't give a fuck about my B-B
instrumental written, performed and recorded by: Matthew Ervin (The New York Room)
