like eighty-nine All the homies on the southside up in the Ritz Tuesday night, the Velvet Room same shit Wednesday Strokers I don't go no mo' Cause they don't
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
Loon] Yeah I see you girl, why you lookin at me And why your man in the club lookin trigger happy It's a shame you don't hear me though And I'm far from
don t nobody else believe it Then tell em to beat it And watch you achieve it Sing it if you want I want the money, money and the cars, cars and the
gun down) But they might be wrong (Shittin' me) I really wish you could change baby (Well if my best ain't good enough I don't know what to tell ya)
me I'm on the paper trail, it ain't no tellin' where it took me Yeah, and I ain't a killa, but don't push me [Chorus] [Verse 3 - Lil Wayne] How
miles and one left turn Dear Mom and Dad Please send money, I?m so broke that it ain?t funny Well, I don't need much, just enough to get me through Please don?t
T] You punks are jealous cause I'm rollin in fly shit My shit, all paid for and I don't owe no guy shit Fuck you, it ain't my fault your ass is on empty
told 'em they was bullshittin', they said it's real as hell Can't explain the way I felt Too many years I seen my brothers die And I can't say that
, brothers I really know They tell me, "Ice you got much love in the pen You're the one that got away, don't wanna see you in" They tell me, "Tell the
die I can't go straight, I won't even try I'm stuck in the game, so don't ask me why It's life in L.A. I low ride and I sag and cuss I cover my face
pussy showin' nigga what he trickin' for Skinny short dick or long, I'mma ride that pony Make it rain and lighting on me Why don't you just buy for me? Cars
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
In the cars In my wallet In my pocket On the floors, ceiling, the safe, bitch I got it, you envy But don't offend me I'm skinny But still I'm too big
you know we get the stole on I got that package, but I'ma need a little mo' Check on my momma, my kids and my little hoe Don't even sweat it, better
, Cupid don't fuck with me Are you telling me this is a sign? She's looking in my eyes, noticing no other guys Are you telling me this is a sign? Don't
D [unverified], it's our lil' secret I won't tell, if you won't tell, see 'Cause you gone work your thang, bang bang A brother sayin' hi to you I really wouldn't