phone and you don't call back? I know you can't be for real uh uh So I pack my bags and ain't coming back treat me like I don't know you what part
out for jakes, ears to the streets Other eye out for snakes and these scandalous freaks If we ain't on good terms don't bother to speak Don't smile and
nigga, you can't approach me in anguish Whoever said anything worth working for would be painless Can't be mad at the world 'cuz you and your girl ain't
I.G im real cool don`t thank that im a lil dude A Peter Pan quick knock off the doors off Dont get me started ive been retarded watch me mow down A bay
If I can't use protection when I cut then it ain't no cut I can't picture me goin' in you raw that just ain't what's up Lil' mama I'm a pimp and I will
country's wide But I wanna know why they don't have a right Don't they do it Oh, baby, all through the night Oh, mama, oh, mama, tell me about it All
's more of a part of this family Then I am, too I don't come home much anymore No, no, no, I don't come home much anymore, mama And mama, I know how
t want to be alone She says it's making her neurotic But please don't mistake it for being erotic So alone, so all alone She says let's go for a walk
have to show me [Chorus] [Mouse:] (Why Why Hmmm) B.O. what these niggas mad at me for Wound up lookin cry baby like T.O. Don't blame me nigga, blame
they mouth See they can trigger me but They'll never figure me out, look at me now I bet ya' probably sick of me now, ain't you Mama? I'ma make you look
seen a disfuctional teen Mama cared for me, papa wasn't there for me Older brother sold dope and murph blurr for me Times got hard I had to get harder Let me
I'mma do me But you just lost one and the one is me Ooh baby, baby, I ain't trippin' over you Mama told me watch out for bad boys but I didn't listen
But you still deserve the crown Well, hasn't it been found? Mama, listen Senorita, I feel for you You deal with things, that you don't have to He doesn't
Oh mama mama mama I just shot a man down In central station In front of a big ol' crowd Oh, Why? Oh, Why? Oh mama mama mama I just shot a man down In
it can't do the pain So don't come cry to me, lie to me These days these women, just leave you bustin' Penny less stuck with no benefits Fucking for
me Me so horny, me so horny, me so horny Me love you long time Me so horny, me so horny, me so horny Me love you long time Me so horny, me so horny
of us. T for tech out to get the scratch, it ain't easy, bitch believe me. Pimps, playas, hustlas, ballas, shot callas, all of us. T for tech out to
't lie, homicide, gram will cry, pray for me that I won't die, suicide, I won't try, bullets fly, drive-by, don't let it slide, do or die, you