Lyrics Journey Through the Mind - Bug

Journey Through the Mind

Shorty get down, good Lord
Baby got 'em open all over town
Strictly biz, don’t play around
Cover much ground, got game by the pound
Getting paid is a forte
Each and every day, to play away
I can’t get her out of my mind
I think about the girl all the time
East side to the west side
Pushing phat rides, it’s no surprise
She got tricks in the stash
Stacking up cash
Fast when it comes to the gas
By no means average
As long as she’s got to have it
Baby, you’re a perfect ten
(I like the way you work it
No diggity, I gotta bag it up)
She’s got class and style
Seen knowledge by the mile,
Baby never act wild
Very low key on the profile
Catching feelings is a no,
Let me tell you how it goes
Curves the words, spins the verbs
Lovers it curves so freak what you heard
Hey yo, hey yo, hey yo, hey yo
Man that girl look good
Hey yo, hey yo, hey yo, hey yo
Play on, play on
Hey yo, hey yo, hey yo, hey yo
She’s got class and style
Hey yo, hey yo, hey yo, hey yo
No diggity no downtown
(I like the way you work it
No diggity, I gotta bag it up)