Cha-ching, money ain't a thing Gucci, Gucci, I can be the co-pilot, you could do the driving You could be the star, baby, I could be your stylist No
a sailing ship to nowhere, leaving any place If the summer change to winter, yours is no Yours is no disgrace, yours is no disgrace, yours is no disgrace
Baby it's yours make it last forever You know that it's yours long as were together Baby you can rest assure it's yours, it's yours Who is on your mind
I was yours All Yours I wish that I was yours I wish that I was yours Ohh Baby I wish that I was yours Wish that I was yours All yours All yours
And everybody in your muthafuckin' area Is tryin' to scrap up some money, so they can help to bury ya But I can give a muthafuck about your family Because your
of motherfuckers who be checking whitey's coke tip Blacker than a motherfucker, sweat me 'bout my *? dope-sip*? Niggas just take your cut and get your
got the shit so tight A young nigga doin damage to the mic (you sho' right) I'm 13, but I ain't dumb So bring it on if you muthafuckas want some Cover your
to punk me? What possessed this muthafucka to tell me fuck me? Guess, he thinks that I'm a light weight Hey yo, your shit's fucked up So let me help you get your
mark me up for resistin' yo ass When in reality officer friendly kicked my ass, damn You overflex your authority too Put your foot in my shoe and let me try on your
And we really want the whole world to see How it goes We want your mind to blow, baby When you free your mind and let it float Let me roll We want your
shit to get up into and we found it If you had a problem with a nigga, we was down with We rolled by your set and shot your whole click down, bitch
shit That's why I move the real chickens So if I'm goin down, I'm comin home on a meal ticket Do your dirt on the cool, so they can't say they saw shit
act But you gotta tell your story to the judge Not the imitation judge, the judge that everybody loves And if the man upstairs grants you forgiveness Then in reality you took care of your
So Brad, tell me what's going on in your world? It's fucked up, I'm looking at myself in the mirror I'm seein' something scary, it's slowly comin' clearer
it be a shank Any way you come I'm in your motherfuckin shit, mate Huh, a nigga bustin' caps, smokin' fires Quick to bring it to your ass and keep on goin' till your
my life Waiting at your back end call Everything I have is yours My life, my all Everything I have is yours You are part of me Everything I have is yours
Just why I'm yours When you went away You left a glowing spark Trying to be gay as Whistling in the dark I am only what you make me Come take me I'm yours
above is yours and mine The right to fall in love is yours and mine The hope of finding the dream our hearts desire All this is yours and mine
