strength, rep thugs on the street East Coast y'all, handle your B.I. West Coast y'all, handle your B.I. Dirty South y'all, handle B.I. Up top y'all, handle
too, too hot baby Too hot to handle Yeah I'm too, too hot Too hot to handle 'Cause I'm too, too hot baby Too hot to handle Yeah, I'm too, too, too hot
't you dare drown in despair! Handle it with prayer. Handle it with prayer. If God brings you to it, God will bring you through it. Handle it with prayer. Handle
already know that I want you more But you already know that I need you So hear me, feel me Oh, can you handle me, baby? Oh, can you handle me, baby?
't want to miss I don't think you can handle this 'Cause I will bring you down I don't want to miss And I don't think you can handle this You've lost
and I've been shot down You're the best thing that I've ever found Handle me with care Reputations changeable Situations tolerable But baby, you're adorable Handle
Oh yeah Some people say my love cannot be true Please believe me, my love and I'll show you I will give you those things you thought unreal The sun,
a while and this ain't my style If it's gonna be, then let me know If not then, let me go right now If you want my love, baby, handle your business If
get loose Tell me if I put it on ya baby could you handle it If I put it on ya baby could you handle it Uh huh could you handle it Uh huh could you handle
shoe was on the other foot I don't think you would, no What if your friends Started paying more attention to me (Could you handle it) (Tell me could you handle
you could but you can't so you ain't The minute I step in dis bitch, I hear, oh shit, mothafucka, goddamn Watch out for dat nigga, you can't handle '
keshisatte yo tte inotteru no * nemuranu machi wo kakenukete yuku yokaze ni Yureru SUKA-TO ni ashita no muki wo kanjite ONLY I CAN HANDLE ME tayoru
a beautiful situation Your love has got a handle on my mind Sweet as cherry Fine like wine Gonna love you 'till the end of time Your love has got a handle
to handle now Yes around Boys come along a dime by the dozen That ain't nothing but ten cent lovin' Hey little thing let me light your candle 'Cause mama I'm sure hard to handle
Let Me Handle My Bizness [x8] [Verse 1:] I Said Young Was Busy Counting Money how Dare you Niggas Count Me Out Made You Niggas Trap Stars Gave You Something
now on my calculator and if you want a piece of me If youre up wave goodbye and blow a kiss Cause you cant handle this Chorus: you cant handle this.
of junk Beatin' up on his girl, actin' like a punk Dada's always broke, can't afford the coke The alcohol will choke, He's a freakin' joke! Get a handle
candle 'Cause mama I'm sure hard to handle, now Gets around Yeah Oh Hard to handle now Oh yeah Baby, good lovin' Baby, baby Oh, oh good lovin' I need good lovin' I gotto handle