Winding on Me

[Intro: Ron Browz] Ay! Ay Ayyyy Ether boy [Hook: Ron Browz] She got in the front, I took a step back She threw it on me, I ain't expect that She a dancer, she can make it clap I'm in the zone now, I think it's a wrap She's windin on me, she's windin on meee Windin on me, she's windin on meee Windin on me, windin on meee Windin on me, she's windin on meee [Fat Joe - over Hook at first] Coka~! New York I got you niggas Aowwwww! Now I can throw it up, watch it fall on her head Or I could drop it on the floor and watch her crawl in the bread Them niggas ain't Crack (Crack) I been shakin the feds Them niggas ain't Crack (Crack) now you can take it in lead She's windin on me, grindin on meee Momma see I'm tryin to fuck, so what's it gon' be? Got me in my zone now, I'm sippin slowly You could bet the whole house, she gon' blow me Maybe cause she know me and I'm lit up like the flares on the bottle See you been in {?} by the size of them goggles Keep dumpin cash right out of the Louis bag If I could bottle it up, I'd sell you my swag [Hook] [Lil Wayne] Hah~! It go oooooh, girl, I love you so But I put money way above you though Nasty by nature, human vibrator Just hope that I don't spit you out as soon as I taste ya I'm cool as lemonade at a sunday picnic I'll break your girl off and you are not Mr. Fix-it Huh, so she called me to make it juicy for her And I'mma beat it, like I produced it for her Hot as Lucifer, make that thing right juicy for us Gimme 'bout a week I'mma have a prostitute named Boostin for us So many women be like "Weezy please seduce it for us" Then after I do they be like "Please play that acoustic for us" Ha ha! I'm an undercover lover And if she backed up I am Joseph the Plumber Hehehe, you can find it on me And since she love my teardrops she be windin on meee [Hook] [Fat Joe - over Hook] Uhh, yeah, yeah That's what I'm talkin about Aowwwww! Now e'ry time I go and put the TV on I hear somebody tryin to speak on Crack (Crack) Now we gon' let the haters keep hatin cause the money stay growin And them niggas {?} even be strapped You gotta put it on me, wings on the 'rrari Burnin down that turnpike, puffin on that Marley Niggas know the sneaker game, a fresh pair of Barkleys Everybody reppin but we see them niggas hardly This is on my bitches, pants stay fatter than delicious Know they only schemin on my riches Like the hard rock, baby got a nigga hard rock Yellow drop head hard top, vroooom! [Hook]