, honey, ain't what I call success And I won't have what I need until you tell me yes Don't tell me no - ain't my kind of answer Don't tell me no - ain
party Remember you was a kid, reminisce days of the innocence Now it's Chiddy Bang, Google me the images Follow me, follow me, I'm the leader And when I park cars I don't
steam (come on) A-town, we release the kings (yeah, this is the remix) [Slim of 112 (P. Diddy):] Let me tell you what I wanna do (yeah) Let me show
if I want it I'm gon' have it Regardless if it's handed to me or I gotta grab it Don't make a ass outta yourself tryna stop me I'm cocky, rap's "Rocky
One, one, two Check me out, right here, yo Yo, the sun don't shine forever (You can turn the track up a little bit for me) But as long as it's here then
friends, don't help you out when you need it Be on some real bullshit, politely tell you to beat it Fuck that, get your own nigga, don't ask me for
O. she called me the Ginger Bread Man I cut ya new case, and tell her ass "catch me if you can" Don't let your people feel your awkward I tame I'm not
yellow as corn I don't go around poppin' shit wit' niggaz who talkin' Them niggaz ain't talkin' no more closed coffin Not often do you see a nigga loyal as I Like that boy from best eye nigga ready to die For my bread
bread On 1 4 corner ways Suck yourself! You don't kill! (You don't kill!) I can tell the way you talk about these fuckin straps that you ain't never
motherfucker Yeah, call it how I see ya I wish I never met ya, I wouldn't wanna be ya Pussy ass nigga, I don't want your gonorrhea Pussy ass nigga, I don't
hoe Seems like they don't love you till you dead, yo Let em' talk dog it, don't phase me It might not be right if they don't hate me Hustle hard stack
it i made it I-I-I made it [Verse 3 - Jay Sean] Yo, ay, ay, ay, listen See I don't live for glamour, and I don't care for fame I'm in this for the love
that cash like somebody throwing rice Said Im married to that cash I just had to say it twice Tell me I aint stuntin nah Tell me I aint stuntin nah Tell me
of Henny find a n-gga like me, truth to be told, I don't know many I say shout my driver Lauren, thats 62 with curtains cant see shit, I don't know where
is up Gold chain, I don't give a fuck Gold brain'll get you in the truck ma That's right, you in luck ma You see me cruisin' down, better step inside
came for You make the rain fall And I want you bad so I stand in line You tell me the lies to keep me up all night And I don't even know your name But
I got 2 jobs, I sell and I cop *** Like father like son well, I was adopted I told the Birdman, stunna give me a chance And I don't even wanna tell you
morning before I leave home Family I love, don't wanna leave this world alone and before I leave home, leave home I pray to God I won't, loyalty is all
