Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song I Must Fess Up, artist - Bizzy Bone. Date of issue: 15.11.2010
Song language: English
I Must Fess Up |
| My first, my first Briana |
| I named her after me and shit |
| Send shouts out to my family |
| Y’knowmsayin, my daughter Briana |
| If I never see you again baby, we gon' do it |
| And I must fess up if I mess up, babe I want you back |
| B my daughter, get the babies, move the fam attack |
| And if we never see each other 'member you are the best |
| I’m still wit’chu, remember me, don’t stress |
| If I mess up, I gotta fess up, boo I want you back |
| B my daughter, get the babies and the fam attack |
| And if we never see each other 'member you are the best |
| I still love you, I still love you |
| If I had you in my arms and we had money to spare |
| I’ll take you anywhere, ev-erywhere, it don’t matter I don’t care |
| You better do what’chu gotta do, you’re freedom is so precious |
| Kisses and hugs and love, my beauty, you’re excellence |
| Manifested in perfection, I can’t say no more |
| Have fun for me baby, slammin Maybach doors |
| They broke my jaw in the club, Billy nursed me to health |
| She more than a friend, she showed me that I wasn’t by myself |
| And I been broke, Keith blessed me with paper to go get fed |
| A hot meal and a bag of weed, plus some liquor with nothin said |
| Never asked me for the money back, my love I thank you |
| I’m very grateful when I’m lonely and I know that God loves me |
| Reminiscin on the good times, the best was good times |
| So misunderstood times, good times |
| And these are so misunderstood rhymes, woodgrain, get it on |
| And when I’m not in the battlefield you know that I still get it on |
| Evaluations wanna vision you and never rejoicin |
| Baby I love you, everything that I can muster, uhh |
| Evaluations wanna vision you and never rejoicin |
| Baby I love you with everything, no choices |
| I scoop you up, up in the limo with a bottle full of Bacardi |
| 12-pack of Bud Light, bumpin «Let Me Feel Your Body» |
| The whisk for the moment as the driver say «Where |
| Are we goin, round the city? |
| Roll the weed, I don’t care» |
| We’ll be feelin 'em, so in love with me, and yes the feelin is mutual |
| As I ride pass the graveyard, reminiscin over the funeral |
| My brother is here in spirit, made his peace with the Lord |
| You can ask Ninja when it happened, Capo loved the Lord |
| I put 'Pac on, all rap music we bumpin |
| Baby lookin at me chillin, she feelin me, makin a million |
| Pass the cup into my girl and Brandy, I mean Britney |
| Kinda tipsy on the backseat in the Lincoln stretch fizzy |
| I still love you boo, still true to the affection |
| Never abandon this protection, the fuckin direction |
| I still love you boo, still true to the affection |
| Never abandon my protection, the focus in yo' direction; |
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| We at the road, still chillin, watchin movies and we smokin |
| Baby she lookin so beautiful, «You comfortable?» |
| «Boo, you know it» |
| Was the answer that she gave me as we finished the spinach |
| Cause dinner at Ruth Chris, let’s get drunk for the reel spinnin |
| Fi-let mig-non, big lobster, champagne was Dom |
| We need some Cristal, won’t get it for now, let’s get it on |
| And we kissin at the table as the patrons sip Patron |
| One patron told us go get a room, and go home |
| 500 dollars on the table, we half-naked |
| Makin out, tearin our clothes off, the limo get to shakin |
| Better save it for the room, I can’t wait no more |
| With the slow jam of «Secret Lovers» playin at the door |
| The star shinin so bright, they watchin from afar |
| You’re a shinin star, forever and ever you are |
| We at the corner, I guess it’s just like Ike and Tina |
| Clothes messed up, bra on backwards, I gotta see her, gotta see her |