Ohhhhh baby) But baby, I got all night And the thing (Ohh oh ohhh) I wanna do to you, it's... It's spiritual What I wanna do... is I wanna make love (I
you can I'm a still transport with my man on the Peter Pan Get there and bury the bricks in the sand They think I want a tan, I'm sittin' on a hundred
earthed in a place called Queens I was formed with my principles, way I displayed When I used to cool out where all the other kids played 'Cause I was way too ill, I
be brand new I'm a boss about my shit, about the way I carry it The way I wear my glasses low, the way I sport my toothpick The way I pop it at a hoe,
homies call me, I'll be there When my tru homies need me, I'll be there When my tru homies call me, I'll be there I'll be around] [master p] I knew
homies call me, I'll be there When my TRU homies need me, I'll be there When my TRU Homies call me, I'll be there I'll be around] [MASTER P] I knew
's got the nitrous tank thanks yep i'm ready for another one here it comes yo can you hear that sounded like the doorbell but my heads still ringin' so i just can
me if you can I'm a still transport with my man on the Peter Pan Get there and bury the bricks in the sand They think I want a tan, I'm sittin' on a
last time) I know you have to go home to him (I know you got to bring it out, though) [Ghostface Killah] When you leave I get aggy, I don't know how
or check it nigga! [Verse 1:] I don't know if I'm worse when I'm rich or when I'm broke niggaz Same attitude you got it go 'head smoke nigga! [gunshot
(I'm a fish yo) Goin' on a gay fish Yeah now I'm where i belong girl *Verse 5* But I gotta settle down I can't be a whore I ain't gonna just sleep with
fake ballers eatin' Hip-Hop away! (yeah!) I'm Magic! I'm Bird! I'm Dr. J.! (yeah!) I'm Kong! I'm Martin! I'm Malcolm X! (YEAH!) He's cool, but I don't
Interlude 3] Ohhhhhhh, noooooooooo Tot that track you phone I am Sam Dussel, DPG Buck And I hate Stoplight I always make to the next ?McMany? I told you
