watched while you might say So long happy trails You can only wait so long Till the wind shakes your sails And you see that she says bye bye Then she
got this bed it's too crowded for you to come get in it i spit that tech shiza off to yall it's crazy, even michael jackson said "it's off the wall" i
'all. ask aj y'all I'll turn the baddest bitch gay y'all Like stacy, damn, she was eatin' tracy's ass At this other lady's pad To get it on I had to call
on the block, she ask me where I been She know where I been, probably tryin' to cash in See me in the Vibe, she see me in The Source Got my act together
name it (Whudd?!) You roll it, I light it (Ross!) She rollin' wit moa (Moa!) Fuck who don't like it (Yuh!) Khaled's the boss Like Ricky's the Ross
bed and get dressed My life is a mess, naah better yet it's a test I snatched the chopper from the coppers then put on my vest Life's a baseball game
is just what's been taught Handle biz when it's to be done, and I mean rip you dig? 'Cause ain't no sense in savin' leftovers That's yesterday's thing
, well 1-luv, oh 1-luv, well, well, well, well, well Remember that game Fat Bank Take Skinny Bank? Well now we play Skinny Bank Take Fat Bank That's
the script And get the jacket put on yo' ass for life What jacket? Batch, this jacket That reliable source, that rat, the head of mice That's why we
and I can taste the instrumental Your girl says I'm running through the mazes of her mental She give me brain she don't wanna keep the taste up in her
makin clout and got G's in my bank accout so what you thinkin bout? probably a robbery or to murder me that jelousy an envy is what's hurtin us G's you
There's a mark on my back From my last heart attack A whiskey mouth bottleneck card stack There's a source, of course She says, "It's whispering at night
Another night in dreamworld She had it up to here So went up to the rooftop Got rid of all her fear Well, as her head was shattered She made peace
the clock on the wall? what makes the rains and the snowflakes fall? as the pendulum swings, so it drives the machines nature's force is the source, she's the source
raining men) It's raining men, Hallelujah It's raining men, Amen It's raining men, Hallelujah It's raining men, Amen Humidity's risin' Barometer's
it just so happens I do paint them green, well, if anyone should ask me why, I say: " I think it's pretty!" ("I think it's pretty," I reply.) So, if anyone
't you mind your own business and leave mine alone? Look, here's my point Get a life A source gave me the scoop on you Can you confirm or deny that it's
This is the beginning and the end The rise and the fall Our gait will begin its saunter at the source When the infant learns to crawl Place your hands