, hah Yeah, bad boy baby Loon, it's your turn now kid Show 'em what you got I be that young handsome cat, same color chocolate Same nigga pop shit, same nigga got
down O.G.'s raised me, baby G's praise me Since I'm a G, rep 3 'til I'm swazy Y'all cats fugazi, my shit's crazy Niggas can't faze me (You can't take)
take this from me Ain't shit funny, shake it, honey Take it money, now let's get it Let's get it Let's get it Let's get it
i got she don't subtract she just adds to th fundz i got [R. Kelly] He don't understand you like I do No he'll never make love to you like I do So
the boys out in the streets yeah yeah yeah yeah My momma told me don't love 'em trust 'em 'Cause he gon' break ya heart girl yeah [x2] I guess it's true
never stands down He keeps fighting cos he?s mad And he keeps losing the battle There?s a man there?s a man down He?s got the MO and he?s using it
love lost That's another one everyone's heard Strike up the band We can have the whole world singing tonight We can have the whole world singing tonight We can have the whole
the girl who's a student and the friend who's a model Finish the whole bottle and we gonna do it big like this Yeah, and he was just practice He ain
realest sh-t Pop some nines, so I give you the Fifth Something, something, yeah That?s my bitch, That?s my bitch Sh-shorty right there? That?s my bitch That?s
I just might change your life cause baby... You got it (you got it) you got it (you got it) you got it (you got it) you got it (you got it) [J. Cole
" album He's still shittin' whether he's on salary, paid hourly Until he bows out or he shits his bowels out of him Whichever comes first, for better or worse He's
putting out, for God would kill my legs shut It's a mistake lighting little white candles To make Him love you Oh, He's cold by any city's standards
my habits while you dine like rabbits With the crunchy, crunchy carrots, that's chicken Gotta have it superfast A whole lot of breakfast you got time
Well, you can see the neighbors butt crack nailing on his shingles And his woman?s smokin?, Pall Mall?s watchin? Laura Ingalls And granny?s getting lit, she?s
got free popcorn an' balloons for the kids Come on down} Everybody's tryin' to get filthy rich Off of somebody else's money Grandma worked her whole
ass busters Did he? Did not, I got drama with them niggas from the other side Call my nigga Rich and he's right Fuck them niggas, I got a truck full
yourself On the mic tonight Ice T!!Who else? Evil's on the cuts,Henry Gee's shot gun Islam's my producer,Bambattas son Bronx Style Bob's cold watchin' my back Melle Mel's
we would fight He would always go down quick So he took karate And he still got his ass kicked But now he's married And he kicks his wife's ass Says