Is This Da Part-Lost Boyz

Album by: Legal Drug Money Artist by: Lost Boyz Intro: [freaky tah] Is this, is this, is this, is this, is this Is this da part Is this, is this, Verse 1 [mr.cheeks] Where you goin? I told you that I was rollin But you cant wait You wanna run around hoin witcha friends Hay that ni**a cheeks aint got no ends But I can see clearly now The darkside ends I remember when we first met Everything just chill >chill A ni**a from the southside A shorty from the springfield high >from the springfield Shorty lookin fly right tah? >woo I sez hello But I gets no reply >no reply Im leanin on the gate I sz hello She aint talkin Oh, you a stink b**ch well stink b**ch you keep walkin >walkin Oh I aint no b**ch Well now shorty you reply But couldnt you reply when dem niggas said hi And tell me... Chorus [freaky tah] Is this da part is this In my heart is this Is what we feel is this Verse 2 [mr.cheeks] She said well listen I dont know you from paint Well if you no b**ch Then why reply if you aint Cuz see my bobos mad strong I never thought twice That my wife would do wrong I see her all the time Shes always home when I call her I feel like a million bucks Takin flicks at the mall I had it goin on for a minute Cuz it only took a minute For another to run in it Had the..birds and the bees Lemonade and iced tea Man I went all out with ease She was my main squeeze Tell me.... Chorus Verse 3 [mr.cheeks] Now shorty rock, she had a ni**a on lock Used to bring her friends through To meet my mans on the block And everything seemed love love yo Shorty was the one I was thinkin of so Whenever I used to listen to rumors I would hit em till my man pulled me near Put a bug in my ear Listen shorty over there Wit the smile it be foul Just in a little while Seen her on the isle Wit another kid, who just came home from a bid We grabbed on that a** All hugged up in front the crib..... See what Im sayin B**ches dont appreciate nuthin man 2 dollar b**ches wit 3 dollar haircuts yo know... Chorus Outro: mr. cheeks Have you ever me a girlie That you really did want Tip up the phillie Light up the blunt Time to get puffed, huffed out my man I bust wit my niggas Rest in peace to cash And niggas who pass I get blast Up on the block, its 1 oclock Runnin wit tah, pretty lou its the crew This is how it go This is how we do Bounce...