I Must Fess Up Lyrics - The Midwest Cowboy - Bizzy Bone

[Intro: Bizzy] 

My first, my first Briana 

I named her after me and shit 

Send shouts out to my family 

Y'knowmsayin, my daughter Briana 

If I never see you again baby, we gon' do it 

[Chorus: Bizzy Bone] 

And I must fess up if I mess up, babe I want you back 

B my daughter, get the babies, move the fam attack 

And if we never see each other 'member you are the best 

I'm still wit'chu, remember me, don't stress 

If I mess up, I gotta fess up, boo I want you back 

B my daughter, get the babies and the fam attack 

And if we never see each other 'member you are the best 

I still love you, I still love you 

[Bizzy Bone] 

If I had you in my arms and we had money to spare 

I'll take you anywhere, ev-erywhere, it don't matter I don't care 

You better do what'chu gotta do, you're freedom is so precious 

Kisses and hugs and love, my beauty, you're excellence 

Manifested in perfection, I can't say no more 

Have fun for me baby, slammin Maybach doors 

They broke my jaw in the club, Billy nursed me to health 

She more than a friend, she showed me that I wasn't by myself 

And I been broke, Keith blessed me with paper to go get fed 

A hot meal and a bag of weed, plus some liquor with nothin said 

Never asked me for the money back, my love I thank you 

I'm very grateful when I'm lonely and I know that God loves me 

Reminiscin on the good times, the best was good times 

So misunderstood times, good times 

And these are so misunderstood rhymes, woodgrain, get it on 

And when I'm not in the battlefield you know that I still get it on 

Evaluations wanna vision you and never rejoicin 

Baby I love you, everything that I can muster, uhh 

Evaluations wanna vision you and never rejoicin 

Baby I love you with everything, no choices 

[Chorus] 

[Bizzy Bone] 

I scoop you up, up in the limo with a bottle full of Bacardi 

12-pack of Bud Light, bumpin "Let Me Feel Your Body" 

The whisk for the moment as the driver say "Where 

are we goin, round the city? Roll the weed, I don't care" 

We'll be feelin 'em, so in love with me, and yes the feelin is mutual 

As I ride pass the graveyard, reminiscin over the funeral 

My brother is here in spirit, made his peace with the Lord 

You can ask Ninja when it happened, Capo loved the Lord 

I put 'Pac on, all rap music we bumpin 

Baby lookin at me chillin, she feelin me, makin a million 

Pass the cup into my girl and Brandy, I mean Britney 

Kinda tipsy on the backseat in the Lincoln stretch fizzy 

I still love you boo, still true to the affection 

Never abandon this protection, the fuckin direction 

I still love you boo, still true to the affection 

Never abandon my protection, the focus in yo' direction; what 

[Chorus] 

[Bizzy Bone] 

We at the road, still chillin, watchin movies and we smokin 

Baby she lookin so beautiful, "You comfortable?" "Boo, you know it" 

was the answer that she gave me as we finished the spinach 

Cause dinner at Ruth Chris, let's get drunk for the reel spinnin 

Fi-let mig-non, big lobster, champagne was Dom 

We need some Cristal, won't get it for now, let's get it on 

And we kissin at the table as the patrons sip Patron 

One patron told us go get a room, and go home 

500 dollars on the table, we half-naked 

Makin out, tearin our clothes off, the limo get to shakin 

Better save it for the room, I can't wait no more 

With the slow jam of "Secret Lovers" playin at the door 

The star shinin so bright, they watchin from afar 

You're a shinin star, forever and ever you are 

We at the corner, I guess it's just like Ike and Tina 

Clothes messed up, bra on backwards, I gotta see her, gotta see her 

[Chorus]