Ali On Your Mind Lyrics

Yeah girl, you know what it is" (whoa!)
"Yeah girl, you know what it is" (whoa!)
"Yeah girl, you know what it is" (whoa!)
"You know what it is (whoa!), you know what it is" (whoa!) {*2X*}

[Jazze Pha]
Ladies and Gentlemen!
You are now tuned into the best!
Uh! It's Jazze Fizzle! The return of Sweet Jones!
Hey! Pimp C! Yeah!
UGK baby.. Gipp & Ali.. Big Zak!
Fizzle, Fizzle! Sho' Nuff! Sing it Jagged!

[Chorus: Jagged Edge]
I know you gotta man at home (at home)
Don't go and do nothin crazy
You ain't gotta make a move
Baby, let me put this on your mind!
I know you gotta man at home (at home!)
But think about this here for later (later!)
You ain't gotta make a move
Baby, let me put this on your mind!
Let me put this, let me put this
Let me put this on your mind!

[Pimp C]
Uh.. Sweet Jones.. Uh! Get down girl, just like Pharrell sizzaid
"Cheat on ya man ma, that's how you get ahizzhead"
I ain't tryna lock ya down and take ya time (take ya time)
I'm just tryna put this d___ off in ya mind (mind)
Go hit ya spine like a Viking supposed to
Keep ya n____ in ya life or let a young n____ mold you
We stayin prayed of paper, the ammunition for the devil
Getting our blessings, goin to that other level (level)
Bet these n____z can't get it, can't see
Can't touch it, can't read, 'cause them n____z ain't me
And girl I don't dream, everythang come true
These hoes tryna choose me, but b____ I'm tryna f___ wit'chu
(I'm tryna f___ wit'chu!)

[Chorus]

[Big Zak]
She gotta n____ at home? Of course you do
'Cause if ya didn't, I'd think somethin was wrong wit'chu
I can't see a n____ splitting up, divorcing you
You hot like cayenne, proportion you
Now image is everythang, time is money
Let me beat right quick and skeet on yo' tummy
Chill up a shot of Patron, roll a blunt of the kush
I'm kinda old school, still like hair on the puss
Now he's yo' provider, pays the bills
And me? I provide d___ hard as steel
For my last birthday she arranged a m�nage
And graduated from the drive-way to the garage
Hah!

[Chorus]

[Ali]
Yeah, it's ya boy Ali Jones, rock on! Yeah...
Now you can catch me sippin somethin with a cork in a bottle
Smokin bad on that purp or the fourth with a model
I don't party much, when I do I blow through it
I'm the vacation type, white ostrich Bugatti
On the beach with a young Chevy Belle Afonte
No P.O., no court, no glock
Bought these mainly, fresh purr, no socks

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