Cross the Border
"Cross the Border" was the lead single released from Philly's Most Wanted's debut album, Get Down or Lay Down. The song was produced by The Neptunes.
artistLyrics
Yo, once the Mo start drippin
Hoes start trippin
Tell em my name Boo
You know we all hittin
But look mami
I got 3 drinks in me stuck
And I aint tryna talk, I'm tryna f**k
If the p*ssy gets wetter
Chicks, I never sweat her
I'm gettin all the cheddar
b*tch, read the letter
I pattened the plan
Get a dick s*ck wit a gat in my hand
b*tch, it's thug passion
Chicks drive by in their whips
They be flashin
Do you know Bonic and Lib?
They be askin
If the b*tch wanna ask me sh*t, I'ma hit
Attitude just like Cancun, I'ma trip
Now n*ggas p*ssed
Know why? Cause I'm the sh*t
If you cop a 5, imagine what I'm gone get
Lights out
Most Wanted bring the bikes out
Ball out
b*tches on the back
Ass all out
I got hoes wit accents
And I don't mean Hundai's
My hands touched more bricks than Quamay's
Ice'll blind you
For real dog, believe me
Only feel comfortable around Ray Charles and Stevie
So I'ma take it easy
Chorus (Female voice)
So why don't you run across the border mama?
(I'll run cross the border papa)
And what will you bring me back mama?
(You know what I'll bring you back papa)
So don't forget (I won't forget)
To bring me back (To bring you back)
What I need (What you need)
Tonight (Tonight)
Will you run across the border mama?
(I'll go cross the border papa)
(Mr.)
(Mr. Mr.)
I know the f**k you heard
Give me head while I drive
b*tch, I like to swerve
I'll take you to the airport so you can cop them birds
Now is you bout it mami?
Whoa, let me know
Is it the dick, the car, the looks, or the dough?
She said, "Mostly the dough, playa I don't lie."
I hit once, then hit her girlfriend
Ask, "When can we all get together again?"
And I never love hoes
What you talkin about?
I party your wife, n*gga
You be eatin her out
And I sat there and told you that I cum in her mouth
And my connect the only reason she be runnin down south
b*tches high for a ride dependin who key startin
So f**k a Jaguar
Cop a Aston Martin, pardon
No talkin, Mr. say sparkin
n*ggas can't understand
They still walkin
Chorus
(Boobonic)
Hot ass whips is what they see Boo in
We play down in C-A-C-U-N
Uh, nice wit the O flex outta line
Cut a b*tch off like O.J.
Yall aint ready
That's why all yall n*ggas look hurt
When yall see me
More Franklin's than Kirk
And I'm spendin em wit GP
Thick tube socks I rock like I'm from DC
Cash Money as in Juvenile like BG
(Mr.)
Top down on the Cadillac Allante'
I get street stripes like Carlito Picante
Dog, I tax yall cause it costs to live
And still show no love like foster kids
I rent out homes in the hood and live across the bridge
My car hotter than the grill
While yall walk, I wheel
Oh, your Rolie go tick and tock? It's not real
And keep a piece around my neck I know worth ya deal, n*gga
Chorus
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