gets low, low, low, but only cash when i see you nigger she ready to go, go, go, go throw it in the air watch that paper fall don?t know how much i came
had my fingers crossed [Chorus] Niggas bleed just like us Picture me bein scared of a nigga that breathe the same air as me Niggas bleed just like us Picture me
Country had fronted me 20 keys told me to keep 20 G's And forgot to tell me 25 to eternity. Now picture me, in a GS3 with all my fold Versaci Coat, and
had my fingers crossed Chorus: Niggaz bleed just like us Picture me bein scared of a nigga that breathe the same air as me Niggaz bleed just like us Picture me
myriad of my metaphors make me a mystical mystery They can't battle me; so they'd rather embarrass me By being mad at me, they commit microphone heresy
body momma trace the tear This is a stick up, get them damn hands in the air! Yeah the time is now, the place is here Don't be a scary muh'fucker nigga
Sprewell's Ya female e-mailin me all ya details I don't dig up dirt, I shake the Earth And I never say names, I wouldn't waste a verse Off of the top
boat I tell them quick no I move Coke! (uh uhh) And you and I don't share no common bond, So forgive me if I don't recieve you with open arms (No) It
That you and me we?re not so crazy Michael Bolton (never liked him) Celine dion Air Supply And now? ME Love songs suck and fairy tales aren?t true (Love songs make me
clean up the mess you made If I could tell the truth Or lie would I attempt to do at the same time Expect you to apologize for trying To make me so up tight Don't
cocked to squeeze He's artist of the year, who can touch me son? Like Jimmy Casta, trust me, I've just begun And I won't stop, hoggin' the lane, droppin
If you don't want the drama get up off the tip I'll be the only motherfucker servin dubs and the pounds here It ain't shit for me to throw them thangs
force supplied No comp, we'll stomp all in our way Gave me static so I don't pay It might be a trick that you don't like Comin' in the side door
your air supply Air supply [x6] Baby, though I was your air supply I wish it was easy as pressing reset on a control To restart our love To tape don't
it don't make sense This makin dollars shit, don't take a scholar to see what's goin on around you, either you widdit or you ain't is what it comes
can't you see it. Why are you so stubborn to ignore the meaning. Creators son I am - you don't believe it. You read the prophecies but you don't see through
niggers they shit right, and Don't you play soccer by the ocean front? In America, I shovel the snow while I'm smoking blunts You mean to tell me that
I don't need you as much as I really need you So you don't use it to your advantage. But you're essential to me You're the air I breathe I believe if