Lobo - Need Lyrics

I might need some time alone
I might need another phone
Can everybody leave me 'lone
Stalk my pray and eat the bone

Bitch I feel like I'm Tony Montana
If it's on sight you better not phantom
Kill my own high, how low I hit 'em
Called your sister finally got that dinner, oh!
Oh, wow!
No sound
From a mouth when the God come round
I might just score touchdown
2 points so what am I now?

That's 8
8, 8, 8, 8, 8!
All God damn day
And it's ok if you don't get it dog it ain't a problem you straight late
It's a wave we dont want we take
It's a boat make waves in a lake

Okay okay okay

And I'm really goin hard in the paint like Van Goh
Watch the shine and watch the man go
Steal booty like "land ho"
Body everything; Rambo
Smooth everything; Lando
Might just cop a black Lambo'
With a 8 ball like its damn coke
Aye!

That one for my baby she make me feel famous
I might just go take me a trip the Cayman's
When dough coming in man it's all that I aim for and
I'm at the range
It's eighty-eight days
Life get me down but how can I complain?
When I got the sauce on my Chicken Lo Men
When I am the boss better do what I say
Better do what I say

When I'm in my zone

I might need some time alone
(Yeah)
I might need another phone
(Oh, no)
Can everybody leave me 'lone
(Leave me, 'lone!)
Stalk my pray and eat the bone
(Hold up, wait wait)

I might need some time alone
(Yeah, yeah)
I might need another phone
(Jeez, oh)
Can everybody leave me 'lone
('Lone)
Stalk my pray and eat the bone
(Bone, yeah, yeah)

Underestimate my power and my drive to move the mountain
I go Michael Myers I could walk you still be outrun
Everytime y'all talk about me I can see the outcome
Never nothing nice it's just the envy or a mouth off

I wish I cut y'all mouths off
I turn 'em into groundhog with the way I use my southpaw
We don't pull no punches make your gut wrench make you see stars
Hope that when I make it no one say they "knew me pre-star"
Y'all topsy-turvy see saws

And we raw
You cant stop
It's in motion; all up
Y'all cant perceive the thought of
A young blood
Becoming such a problem
A young God, like Allah

But it's all love all forgiven
I'll give you my best and my wishes
I might just go Genie and get it
I'll give you the 70 women
Plus two they in kitchen
Just kidding
That's Mitchie's line if you with it

God damn

Abandon all your hope
Nobody is home
Swear I'm in my zone
And when I'm in my zone!?

I might need some time alone
(Yeah)
I might need another phone
(Oh, no)
Can everybody leave me 'lone
(Leave me, 'lone!)
Stalk my pray and eat the bone
(Hold up, wait wait)

I might need some time alone
(Yeah, yeah)
I might need another phone
(Jeez, oh)
Can everybody leave me 'lone
('Lone)
Stalk my pray and eat the bone
(Bone, yeah, yeah)