me Like the other brothers wanna be just like me Haven't felt this way in a long time When i'm around you, I would lose track of time, Baby Ohhh, you drive me crazy
y'all why, I I got the bad weed blues Cause ain't nobody got no gushy, so I'm smoking plenty gobble Going crazy [Chorus] Let me tell me y'all I...I...
Refrain: ("I'm the calm one, but my crew is sorta sick") Yeah, Big L is the first to represent. Verse One: Big L Yo, on the mic is Big L, that brother
-l-l Rhymes that I got, or write will s-e-l-l For those who don't believe me, can go to h-e-l-l I'm from c-i, l-i, f-l-y Like a b-r-i-d, in the s-k-y
down girl Yeah, just bounce around (Come on) Just shake that [shit] And bounce around You know you drive me crazy baby (MC, Wilma) You've got me turning
Crown, Not A Halo Sorry, Niggas Think They Seeing Me But They So Sorry, They Fast But They Aint No Ferrai, Nrrowm. [Chorus:] R-E-S-P-E-C-T M-Y H-U-S-T-L
Cent] F-I-F-T-Y C-E-N-T & S-N-Double O-P Were internationaly known and locally respected Boy i know you done heard about me [50 Cent] F-I-F-T-Y C-E-N
heavyweight contender, top knotch big spender Whatever club I enter, I'm a sight to see And ooh-wee, all the girls be jocking me They flocking me they watching me
dis to count you up in the street You couldn't fade me, yo I'm crazy if you caught me in my sleeping then Daze me and amaze me that you're Rip for tryin
who makes the Juice Crew complete A true professional, I'm not an amateur So Season's Greetings from a jolly good manager F-l-y T-y You can't deny the
info Yea F-Y-I I'm F-L-Y you see me with my brim low And I like my cash fast I accept no other tempo I drive the ladies crazy ay but I don't want yo bimbo
I got my bubble bust She had a bf, f-m-l If being jealous was a crime somebody put me in jail Mine as well, I mean do y'all know how that feel To want
L-L Rhymes that I got, or write will S-E-L-L For those who don't believe me, can go to H-E-L-L I'm from C-I, L-I, F-L-Y Like a B-R-I-D, in the S-K-Y Don
L-l-lyrical battery y'all way. [scream] Pretty ladies in my Mercedes, product of the '80s [gunshot] 40's, 50's blick'ies with me hit me they call me
