zeros When it comes to paper I blow a soul outta aero I'ma break before I lay floor berry Besides, every rapper ain't a star, nigga plad ain't bulbary You can't
matters What's the use of the truth if you can't tell a lie sometimes? What's the use of the truth if you can't tell a lie, hie What's the use of the
why don't you do me a favor and tell that lie to that fool? Don't get me twisted, baby, I love you too But when that redneck Carlo come with love don't
me? Birdman Jr. Weezy F-Baby Please say to Baby 1 7 Holygrove Gangus Street nigga Cash Money Records Get down and lay down, lie down and die down Bitch
'm on top but down to flip-flop *scratching* "Don't stop" So, I, won't stop Love to see that thang go pop Don't be, phony, baby show me I can ride yo
friend. On the back of every magazine there are those coupons you can send. Why don't you join the Rosicrucians, they can give you back your hope, you can
click my snapshot camera at exactly the right time Shoot back over my shoulder, catch the fear no one can hide When we tip the top of the roller coaster and look down
on television To tell about their loss And the camera finds them beaten up by grief Do you wonder that they get up every morning And sometimes don't
they can't take it back. these hearts on the sleeves come straight off the rack. don't wear this out for anyone but me. don't look down no matter what
no lies You like minks and ice, I can buy you that You caught a bus to the crib, you could take the six back Slow down shorty, don't be in a rush Ain't
When it comes to paper I blow a soul outta aero I'ma break before I lay floor berry Besides, every rapper ain't a star, nigga plad ain't bulbary You can't
why don't you do me a favour and tell that lie to that fool Don't get me twisted, baby, I love you too but when that redneck Carlo come with love don't
it comes to paper I blow a soul outta aero I'ma break before I lay floor buried Besides, every rapper ain't a star, n every plad ain't Burburry You can't
cruel fantasy Their politics took my voice away But their music gave it back to me The land where their __? Or consumed by consumption Killing themselves to shovel down
pockets are fat, you see, it don't matter to me I feel like nobody is badder than me ([Female:] Is all that true ?) I don't lie You see... I'm not mister
pockets are fat, you see, it don't matter to me I feel like nobody is badder than me [Female: Is all that true ?] I don't lie You see... I'm not mister
now, My bed stripped down the wall, Push me, Back there, One night of love went from me to him, to her, I love great big smile, cameras, don't lie,