Killa Songtext
von Cherish feat. Yung Joc
Killa Songtext
Yo, Joc (Yeah)
I don′t think they're ready for this one
Cherish (Who?)
They make me wanna lose control
(Yeah, you know who it is. Show love. Yung Joc!)
I′m in a wife beater, two seater, cruise control
Pull up and your girl, might lose control
Not Playaz Circle, but a Duffle Bag Boy
Guarantee they can't get enough of that boy
I saw him from a distance and I watched him make his way to the bar
He walked up to me slowly, whispers, and he says, "I know who you are
I wanna get to know you."
I can tell he was a player
But he know just how to make ya lose control
Somehow I knew
Shorty is a Killa
But I really want him
And I gotta have him, tonight
Straight heartbreaker
But it really don't matter
′Cause I really want him, tonight
The way he licks his lips, I′m in infatuated state of mind (Oh, yeah)
He's so hard to resist
I gotta tell you, baby boy, you so fine
Just gotta have you (Oh, yeah)
I can tell he was a player
But he know just how to make ya lose control
If you only knew
That shorty is a Killa (Shorty is a Killa)
But I really want him (But I really want him)
And I gotta have him, (And I gotta have him) tonight
Straight heartbreaker
But it really don′t matter
'Cause I really want him, tonight (Tonight)
Shorty is a Killa
But I really want him
And I gotta have him, tonight
Straight heartbreaker (Heartbreaker)
But it really don′t matter
'Cause I really want him, (′Cause I really want him) tonight (Tonight)
Oh-oh, it feels so wrong, that it must
It must be right
And I'm so high
Don't want to come down, just let me fly
Hey, hey
Let me talk to ′em
My whips push button, no car keys, man
Pop the top like a sardine can
Wrist stay flooded like New Orleans, man
Labron can′t stop, how I be ballin', man
Yeah, I′m pretty sure that you heard the rumors
Got big wood & some big cahoonas
I'm pretty slick nigga, like Rick the Ruler
Keep one eye open and my hand on dat Ruger
I rock the Claudio, my shades Cazal
I break hearts, Heartbreak Hotel
I treat yo chick like a pair of Ones
Wear that ass out one good time and I′m done
Shorty is a Killa
But I really want him (Oh, oh, oh)
And I gotta have him, tonight
Straight heartbreaker (Straight heartbreaker)
But it really don't matter (But it really don′t matter)
'Cause I really want him, (Oh, baby) tonight (Tonight)
Shorty is a Killa (I want you, baby)
But I really want him (Gotta have you, baby)
And I gotta have him, tonight
(Even if it's not tonight, I gotta have you)
Straight heartbreaker (Oh, oh)
But it really don′t matter
′Cause I really want him, ('Cause I really want you) tonight
And I gotta have you
I don′t think they're ready for this one
Cherish (Who?)
They make me wanna lose control
(Yeah, you know who it is. Show love. Yung Joc!)
I′m in a wife beater, two seater, cruise control
Pull up and your girl, might lose control
Not Playaz Circle, but a Duffle Bag Boy
Guarantee they can't get enough of that boy
I saw him from a distance and I watched him make his way to the bar
He walked up to me slowly, whispers, and he says, "I know who you are
I wanna get to know you."
I can tell he was a player
But he know just how to make ya lose control
Somehow I knew
Shorty is a Killa
But I really want him
And I gotta have him, tonight
Straight heartbreaker
But it really don't matter
′Cause I really want him, tonight
The way he licks his lips, I′m in infatuated state of mind (Oh, yeah)
He's so hard to resist
I gotta tell you, baby boy, you so fine
Just gotta have you (Oh, yeah)
I can tell he was a player
But he know just how to make ya lose control
If you only knew
That shorty is a Killa (Shorty is a Killa)
But I really want him (But I really want him)
And I gotta have him, (And I gotta have him) tonight
Straight heartbreaker
But it really don′t matter
'Cause I really want him, tonight (Tonight)
Shorty is a Killa
But I really want him
And I gotta have him, tonight
Straight heartbreaker (Heartbreaker)
But it really don′t matter
'Cause I really want him, (′Cause I really want him) tonight (Tonight)
Oh-oh, it feels so wrong, that it must
It must be right
And I'm so high
Don't want to come down, just let me fly
Hey, hey
Let me talk to ′em
My whips push button, no car keys, man
Pop the top like a sardine can
Wrist stay flooded like New Orleans, man
Labron can′t stop, how I be ballin', man
Yeah, I′m pretty sure that you heard the rumors
Got big wood & some big cahoonas
I'm pretty slick nigga, like Rick the Ruler
Keep one eye open and my hand on dat Ruger
I rock the Claudio, my shades Cazal
I break hearts, Heartbreak Hotel
I treat yo chick like a pair of Ones
Wear that ass out one good time and I′m done
Shorty is a Killa
But I really want him (Oh, oh, oh)
And I gotta have him, tonight
Straight heartbreaker (Straight heartbreaker)
But it really don't matter (But it really don′t matter)
'Cause I really want him, (Oh, baby) tonight (Tonight)
Shorty is a Killa (I want you, baby)
But I really want him (Gotta have you, baby)
And I gotta have him, tonight
(Even if it's not tonight, I gotta have you)
Straight heartbreaker (Oh, oh)
But it really don′t matter
′Cause I really want him, ('Cause I really want you) tonight
And I gotta have you
Writer(s): Jasiel Robinson, Rodney Richard, Felisha King, Fallon King, Farrah King, Neosha King, Brandon Bowles Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com