be said When you're ahead about The way we play this game I'm jumping in the mold its cold, The bread is getting old lets fold, We're up by ten lets take
drum Yeah, bang a drum, turn it up, bang a drum Yeah, bang a drum, turn it up, bang a drum Bang a drum, turn it up, bang a drum Yeah, bang a drum, turn it up
I only make hits like I work with the racket and bat Look at my jacket and hat So damn berserk So down to Earth I'm bringing gravity back Adopted by the
king bed We're ten thousand miles apart I've been California wishing on these stars For your heart on me, my California king Eye to eye, cheek to cheek Side by
so whoa Im surrounded by people, Im cool Everyone is so see-through, not you Know you think I dont hustle, I do Used to get up for the bus now I fly to Drive by
a riot Niggas gonna buy it, regardless because I'm the hardest Rap artist and I'ma start this Shit up foreal, get up and feel, my words I make herbs split up
blood Naked bitches, dead nigga's ghost, Feds with toast Knockin' my door down sweat poor down my body Roast from the heat so I soak my sheets Wake up
that Tell that reporter to go pick up ten thousand from Dez and go take about like twenty G's from Gino Tell that muh'f**ker get this nigga next door up
I glide the entire map With the frequent four alarm fire, rap straight up Put weight down, fuck around, you ate up And nigga when I eat, I mean I lick the whole plate up
[P. Diddy - talking] Ten years Yo the sun don't shine forever But as long as it's here then we might as well shine together Better now than never, business
dressin like grown men with rollexas in the dark smokin Newports you have a place in my heart Savannah girl stay smart locked you up in the pin and gave you free for ten
occur in life, everyday with her is like A plus, I'ma love her 'til she be like that's enough Pop a bottle get a couple wine glasses, fill em up And lift 'em up
the party move ya body wassup, wassup everybody start it up (vroom, vroom) start it up (vroom, vroom) start it up (vroom, vroom) start it up (vroom, vroom) start it up
Bad to the bristle, hat to the rizzle I'm so official, all I need is a whistle Bitch named Crystal, let her suck my pistol She opened up her mouth and
this California king bed We're ten thousand miles apart I been california wishing on these stars For your heart for me My Californa king Eye to eye Cheek to cheek Side by
time Scam, people try to live at the speed of light Scam, don't know why but I've got to do the things I do Scam, give me ten, that's the move I give
I didn't mean to cause a scene Make anyone man For goodness sake, no need to hate We were just playin' So count to ten, do it again (Ten, nine, eight
stop as I was acreamin' for more After she waxed by body she let me crash She knew her lovin' was def She didn't waste time to ask Word Up the next
