painted flavored cars You are a prisoner behind these eight bars [Chorus x2] [Verse 3: Bun B] Ok It's big Bun-Beater baby Southern OG I'm Pimp C's brother
again When she's dancing 'neath the starry sky You kinda like the way she dips She's my best friend's girl She's my best friend's girl And she used
rican to car no boricua? seat dakrika? Shit I have you moanin Fkin your best friend til 6 in mornin She kissed the girl guess what? she liked it Well that your girl
vest glocked up, yah chest I red dot up You can taste it, test it, strech it I got the best product baby I'm a hustler used skills god done gave me Know them cop cars
up out the water wit my Mark Jacob's goggles Im fresher than a mufucka, yea Im a mufucka No I wouldn't take ya girl but I should take her thong from her
designed lens infrared" Lazers who take them all for you Like new Danzig, big titty mami porn yo, that's loyal Book with the brown pages pickin em up
tending several of the chicken houses himself. A simple man with a not entirely bad heart. McClock never knew how to best take care of the young girls
, I like how it's goin down. You got the fly cars, the girls, the jewels. Look at that ring right there, I know it's real, it's gotta be real. Man, you
real close to it Poe Boy I wanna get real close to it come on I get diamonds, big old pearls Brand new cars, cause I got my girl She my best friend,
, c'mon now [Chorus] [P. Diddy] Let's work (huh yeah), let's work Let's work (huh yeah), let's work Show me your soul! c'mon now! Show me your soul!
get cheap kicks But I did warn you, no Facebook Cause all the girls wanna have me in their pics You're mad all them girls wanna add me to their friends
by the mill, c'mon now [Chorus] [P. Diddy] Let's work (huh yeah), let's work Let's work (huh yeah), let's work Show me your soul! c'mon now! Show me
she would forge, Fucked up her credit overdue rental cars it was all 50/50 in this lil thing of ours, Girl used to lace me shoplifting at Macy's I just
flow is extra (New York City must be) Stand right here so the blocks can catch ya (Listen) (New York City must be) (New York City must be) (New York City must be) (New
were the brightest star under sunlight Take away my title, take away my strength And give me back my girl and you give me back my life -Give me back my girl
mill, c'mon now [Chorus] [P. Diddy] Let's work (huh yeah), let's work Let's work (huh yeah), let's work Show me your soul! c'mon now! Show me your soul
from the table and the next three years were a blur. Drugs became the new candy and alcohol became the new Coca Cola and Doctor Rockter was my new best friend