Little Anne - Halo

Don’t you owe me some money?

You should find out fast

That cold hard cash, ain’t a damn thing funny

Tappin' into the real, I know you know the deal

Life never on chill, L.A. nights and missed flights

Smelling like Cali bomb, beautiful black strong

I never do wrong, yo I never do wrong

For the ladies who had babies in the 80's

Raised ‘em with manners and pajamas

Schedules might jam us, Gwen Stefani spell bananas

Rocking you popping, losin' ain’t an option

Heard you buggin' bish, we throw your name on the list

Heard you buggin' bish, we throw your name on the list

That’s sniff snuffaluffagus, yamean?

Move in a fashion, groove with a passion

You doing in uh, yo

It’s magic in the air, shorty peel the pear

The new luminaire, cheesin' without a care

I lead ‘em out the lair into the crisp night air

You feelin' alright?

Yea.

You feelin' alright?

Yea

You ain’t bout it muthafucker I know you got another

Home girl undercover tryna freak Danny Glover

That weapon is so lethal, royalty regal

Righteous with the people, this game so see through

The bull that they feed you, all this bull that they feed you

This game so see through, inner vision let it lead you

Inner vision let it lead you

I move in a fashion when I moving and mashing

All the groupies are askin' «What you doing in Aspen?»

Nuthin' much other than you bitch, we both start laughin'

(Yo they wylin' over there)

(Yo they wylin' over there)

(Call him, they wylin' over there)

(Yo they wylin' over there)

(Straight wylin', sparkin')