I pulled into Nazareth, I was feelin' about half past dead Just need to find a place where I can lay my head "Hey, mister, can you tell me where a man
I pulled into Nazareth, was feelin' 'bout half past dead I just need some place where I can lay my head "Hey mister, can you tell me where a man might
in your life Will add up to one Every little piece in your life Well, it means something to someone You've fused my broken bones Back together and then Lift the weight
Why I feel like I'm losin' weight Why I ain't got no money, less I'm movin' weight Why my life depend on what I'm ma do today Why I can't move away It
shine so bright before I stumbled blind into the light, the light of it all You've never seen it shine so hard before You'd crumble underneath the weight, the weight
(Intro) Ah! Oh! Yeah! Shawnna! Oooohhhh! Just blaaaze! (Chorus) What'chu tricking pal When I roll with a ball in light (come on!) So you heard of
Ladies and Gentlemen this is Cat Williams, a.k.a Money Mike. I have some very bad news, Disturbin' tha Peace will no longer be called Disturbin' tha
Shawnna kick hot shit for bitches that got they baby daddies locked In the pen gone, finna to rock 'cause he did wrong Run up on the cops and he hit '
my shit Only real mo'fuccaz get to hang in the brickz This fo' all ya'll All my thug mo'fuccas keepin' weight on dem Kedz It's called posted, nigga betta
...i be that bitch in that all black tinted out el dorado, ain't nobody fuckin' wit me, it's my chicago, when you see me in the club mean-mug your bottle
[Chorus - Ludacris & (Shawnna)] Maannn, these bitches is awfully nasty And these bitches keep walking past me Either way, I'm a pimp for today Put
See I wanna get next to you, freak ya body Sexy baby, my super freak I wanna get next to you, freak ya body Sexy baby I ain't even like them other types
What can I do? 'Cause I can't keep from drinkin' this yak And I can't keep from smokin' dem sacks, am I a fool What can I do? 'Cause they be callin' me
....(check it one, two)yo,yo,yo,yo,yo,yo,yo,yo,yo,yo,yo,yo,yo,yo... it's rarely i ever need introduction, cocked back the hammer and ram the ???, timbaland
Now kick this one here for me and my city Now I was rocking this party in the hundreds wilding You know where them killaz get right and rock a party
Weight a minute, weight a minute Weight a minute, weight a minute I'm at the club where the V.I.P Stupid niggaz at the door tryin to say they wanna see I.D Weight
You want a proper fix, call me, you want to get your kicks, call me You want your G's fixed, call me, mi have the remix, call me From di odda day It's
fuck your Advisory Sticker I'm advise to stick 'this CD made by Seagram's Liquor' You're puttin too much weight into words and there's too much hate