friedman Don't marry that boy. he's gonna leave you with a broken heart. Don't marry that boy. he's gonna tear your perfect world apart. You don't listen
kiss my love gun Got a look that'll kill, voice that'll carry Half a dozen women that think I want a marry I got trouble on my mind, I'm refusin' to lose
be talking again He be wylin again Be calm I don't drink the drama A sip of Dom Tyler-Perry-on You gon marry my mom look I don't read palms and I don't
holla back For foreigners that ain't fifty, they act like they forgot how to act Eight million stories out there, and they're naked Cities is a pity, half of y'all won't
, motherfucker We are livin' in the last motherfuckin' days This is Revelations, if it don't go down now That mean aye'body was wrong Can you face yourself with that
hooks in me Someone like me doesn't always fall in love 'Specially with dudes that I meet in the club 'Cause I ain't really into gettin' rough But boy, I'm feeling you and that
... been touched like the virgin mary Got that bullshit ... If you people show you that then they can't ... Call the niggers up, get your money back Call ... let your boy
it eyes No, you ain't, man No, you ain't come A brother think you've got back up But you really don't You know why I wouldn't even hit you with my fist
That's just off from first impression And my cards always accepting I don't deal well with rejection I look in the dictionary And don't see the word recession I don't
You wish it was me (Don't cha?) Don't say yes, run away now I'll meet you when you're out Of the church at the back door Don't wait or say a single
the hood taking refills of that plan B pill another shorty that won't make it to the family will If I don't make it, can't take it, hope the family will
I be on that fly go from passenger to pilot Point it out like gimme that Point it out like gimme that Point it out like gimme that, gimme that, and gimme that
that) boy don't you know im the one (yea im that) boy don't you know im the one (yea im that) boy don't you know im the one (yea im
new. (i don't) I don't wanna get sick of you never having any time for i wanna give you what you need (i wanna give what you need) so you don't have roam
to tell her mom but her mama don't believe her Lisa is stuck up in the world on her own Forced to think that hell is a place called home Nothin else to
go Sexy boy, sexy boy, won't you be my I'm in joy, chocolate kisses, don't you see my I'm, boy, fixed on you tonight, boy Only one I want for the rest
, Prada that Roll wit your boy you'll be poppin tags And we gon' stay hustlin' on that block until we caught And we gon' stay showin' off that jewelry
I give her 1,000 percent but this that 50, 50 shit Im wealthy and Im Healthy so cut off that boy you kickin wit Give her 1,000 percent
