Could It Be

Huh, uh yeah
 Bout to put it to 'em
 With some ghetto slick shit, heh
 Check it out, one time
 For your motherfuckin' mind (motherfuckin' mind)
 Yo I'm saying they gon' smell me on this one
 No doubt, he-heh
 Check it out, oh yeah
 Listen
 On the cross town with the top down
 Sounds banging out the backstreets (alright)
 Me and shorty two deep
 She's flashing me thighs
 Wind blowing through her hair
 Baby we can take it there (take it there)
 But first I gotta make my rise
 Baby slow down
 My crib's on the other side of town
 But from the look in her eyes
 She was hypnotized
 Rubbed her hands on my chest
 And started getting undressed
 Tell me why
 Could it be my chromed out rims?
 Break you neck when you see a nigga dip
 Or could it be the ice you see?
 But you tell me that you're really feelin' me
 Could it be the word on the block?
 I know they told you that a nigga got it locked
 Tell me why you just can't stop
 I'm thinking that it's all about me
 What could it be?
 I got the sixty inch flat tv, what?
 Got it like DVD, whatever you need
 I got the bubbles in the tub with the back rub (bathtub)
 Silk sheets baby to make love
 Oh girl I wanna hit it in the worst way
 After that you'll be coming back like every day
 Oh yeah send you back to your girls with something else to say
 How I hit it, split it, had you with it till the break of day
 Could it be my chromed out rims?
 Break you neck when you see a nigga dip
 Or could it be the ice you see?
 But you tell me that you're really feelin' me
 Could it be the word on the block?
 I know they told you that a nigga got it locked
 Tell me why you just can't stop
 I'm thinking that it's all about me
 What could it be?
 Could it be the drop top Benz
 That got your friends going out on a limb
 Sliding me numbers when you ain't watching them
 Playing me close but I'm not feeling them
 Could it be the time piece flooded with chips?
 You with me cause I flex brigets around my wrist?
 Or large amounts up in my bank account
 You tell me you love me baby but what's that all about
 Could it be my chromed out rims?
 Break you neck when you see a nigga dip
 Or could it be the ice you see?
 But you tell me that you're really feelin' me
 Could it be the word on the block?
 I know they told you that a nigga got it locked
 Tell me why you just can't stop
 I'm thinking that it's all about me
 What could it be?
 Could it be my chromed out rims?
 Break you neck when you see a nigga dip
 Or could it be the ice you see?
 But you tell me that you're really feelin' me
 Could it be the word on the block?
 I know they told you that a nigga got it locked
 Tell me why you just can't stop
 I'm thinking that it's all about me
 What could it be?