Eightball & MJG - Space Age 4 Eva Lyrics
* send corrections to the typist(MJG)I can make you get buckEven if you don't go to the club that muchI got so much rhythm I can feel itMJG and Eightball we the realestBaby you can bill it to the P.O. boxWhen you feelin real goodLuxury soft leather with the real woodType of attitude whenever I come aroundAfter-party baby welcome down to U-Town(Eightball)I roll with them fools who love to blow treesI represent Eightball and MJGYou wanna get down you wanna flow like usG's from overseas blow drow like usI love them women who got they head on straightI love them women who like to lay it on eightJump in with me we can dip flipStart a relationship with your lips and your hips(Chorus)DJ's playin the music make the dance floor want to move itMove your body at the party at the party at the party(MJG)Are you feelin like I'm feelin cause I'm feelin good naw wait greatFeelin like I could move a whole damn state, huh-uh, a planetAnd it's time for the beat to do damageAin't nobody gonna tell us how to do itWe gon' do it how we wanna do itWe gon' bring it how we wanna bring itAnd if you can't understand how we flowIts provision decision revision then goAnd I can't understand how I'm onAnd I'm still going strong with the green sticky gone out my systemIt keeps me up when hard times beat me upIm lookin good as I look into my rear viewNow hear me like you want me to hear youPut your worries and your debts all behind youAnd let the rythm of the Alpine find you(Chorus)(Eightball)We gon' bounce bounce till we can't no morePuff puff till it ain't no moreDrink Drink till we throw up on the floorShine so bright we make the whole world glowGot soul fo' sho' we deep from the SouthHaters they try but they ain't keeping us outWe peepin the doubt but thats alrightMy mic skills be tight ain't just aightThis for all my dogs who got love in they heartBe an individual and show it in your artFor all of those who disagree we ain't trippinWe ride the slab wit' that space age pimpinBall and G and thats all we be and thats all we see and thats all we needNo fakes or snakes that wanna rape a tapeJust us and the beats for the DJ to play(Chorus till end)
