stings And I'm beasting off the riesling And my nigga just made it out the precinct We give a damn about the drama that you do bring I'm just tryin'
Rihanna reign just won't let up Ah yeah, yeah, yeah That Rihanna reign just won't let up Ah yeah, yeah, yeah That Rihanna reign just won't let up
iced out, I'ma cool off Who else but me? And if you don't feel me (Who else?) That mean you can't touch me, it's ugly, trust me Get it right dawg, we
bar, yo, it's all on me Pop bottles, models be all on me You all gon' see how it's all gon' be Front on me an' see where you all gon' be Six feet deep
Lord, you mean the world to me Before I was born you chose me You always hear me when I'm calling Even catch me when I'm falling You're the closest one to me
don't wanna see me rich You got niggaz that's mad, cause I'm always with they bitch Then you got niggaz that just don't like me You know, the, those
Mama told me it was comin' but I wish she woulda told me when Is this the end? Momma told me one day it was gonna happen But she never told me when She
three? I just came up and you're all against me Now ask yourself, why is he number one? Now ask yourself, who's done what he's done? Then ask yourself
But I jus' know that you meant me But evidently, you don't know I get your ass gone permanently It ain't complex I'll just bang holes or you're ablin' to ask
me hiciste fue un pecado asi mismo me enga~aste (~ substituted for the spanish n) translation: You know well it was a lie what you did to me was a sin
bitch uptown, she was WHOA (THAT'S CRAZY) Almost had me pushing up daisies (THAT'S CRAZY) Ask a made nigga the keys to the crip (THAT'S CRAZY) Just came
Kids or girl you touch (say what?), in this world I clutch (c'mon) Two auto-matoes, used to call me fatso (used to call me fatso) Now you call me Castro
posters just old posters Of gangsta niggaz I see ghosts of gangsta figures I'm trying to hold my own when they snatched me out the car Took me in the
use to drive from miles just to get a taste of this A.T.L. style i'm the M.B.P. most ballin-ist playa make my own moves, call me the mayor monday night
Tell me what you want Tell me what you want Just tell me what you want Tell me what you want Tell me what you want Tell me what you want Tell me what
alone Hold hands and say it like me, the most shady Frankie baby, fantastic, graphic, tryin' to make dough Like Jurassic Park did quick to spark kids who start shit See me, only me
, don't you know you lost my trust People ask me where you've been (Where you've been) And I tell them were just friends (Tell them we're just friends