Only U (Remix)

Gotti, you know we got you, - Palm City Milkwaukee Buck'ing Gang Yo, it's that boy they call Young'n And you know I rep that gang Them ink boys is at it again - ain't - changed I still got young'ins with them K's And the Penn's is still sittin' on 20 inch blades Candy painted Range, full of thang Money, Power, Respect, the Tec I flame with expert aim The work get flipped, the change stack up Tah murdered the Caddy, Caddy the 'Lac truck And you know whenever we rollin', - is holdin' Wrist so frozen, mommy want a go then Let's go, she want a ride with the best So I give her the death stroke Knock her down, like a left blow Not to mention I got a bottle of that XO Runnin' out the Teterboro, waitin' on the jet, yo What you expect -? That's how we fly Mo' money, mo' murder mo' murder Mo' life Ooh, I can't wait to get next to you Oh, I just can't leave you alone Boy you got me doing things that I would never do And I can't stop the way I'm feeling if I wanted to I'm crazy 'bout the way that you could make me say your name And if I couldn't have you, I would probably go insane Only you can make me feel (only you can make me feel) And only you can take me there (only you can take me there) And only you can make me feel (only you can make me feel) And only you can take me there (only you can take me there Ooh, I can't wait to get next to you Oh, I just can't leave you alone Boy you stay inside my mind there ain't no denying that (denying that) And only you can do them things that got me coming back It's got to be the realest thing that I have ever felt And I'll do what I got to do to keep you to myself Only you can make me feel (only you can make me feel) And only you can take me there (only you can take me there) And only you can make me feel (only you can make me feel) And only you can take me there (only you can take me there Yo, only you bad that you make me (crazy) About the way you shine, I'm great with eighteen, better with dimes Plus I'm ('bout the) Sex money and fervor Black Child and my style is murder (Way you) Got more butt than ash-trays, mama how ill is your nana? 'Cause you knows I hollers at the itch-bes But only you can make me (feel) I wanna sexual heal your sweet spot like I'm Marvin I push you in a drop off through Harlem (or Holis) Make your body hot like Impalas (on Crenshaw) Regardless (you in for) ménages (and then some) Need some income? (I got it) You need to come on in Help a - spend up some of the profits Black, tell her it's logic It's more than one way out the projects Get money and weigh your options Only you can make me feel (only you can make me feel) And only you can take me there (only you can take me there) And only you can make me feel (only you can make me feel) And only you can take me there (only you can take me there Ooh, I can't wait to get next to you Oh, I just can't leave you alone