problems Man he got, too much time to waste His dreams are like commercials But her dreams are picture perfect and Our dreams are so related though they're often underestimated It's
Sweeping the floors, open up the doors Turn on the lights, getting ready for tonight Nobody's romancing because it's too early for dancing But here comes
hook (spanish talk) (akinyele) I see sexy ladies everyday You no say which one I deals with today You look so good my latin queen Together me and you can experience american dream Let's
like their fuckin 'sleep.. Yeah fuck you... This is dedicated to the notorious b.i.g. Oh my-my coochie oh it's so fuckin' juicy, Talkin bout my coochie oh it's
to the skullies Make me flashback to the laps and the Cudi's Don't make me relax, I'll run laps around dummies Relapse, he's backs, it's a wrap for you
Get that money, lil' nigga' that's what they told me I never sweated props cause like my pops they couldn't hold me Until he found shorty's got it going
's gone slack, Your mother's getting older, Your father's not back, And you can't just sit here dreaming pretty dreams. To wish and wait From day to
sting like queen bees Strapped with A-K's straight from the Chinese What the fuck's goin' on in the D Bunch of white boys pimpin' like the K I D And it's
daddy's little girl Momma's little angel Teacher's pet, pageant queen She said "All my life I've been pleasin' everyone but me, Waking up in someone else's dream
that? Where's the hope and aspiration? Identities have become corporations, Social egos and media moulds, Scholars of ad-man's dreams. Prescribed futures
Valley Queen, where have you been? Since they crowned you in glory Filled your head with dreams But it still goes to show in every desert There's a rose
, the bitches, the money, the cars Dreams in the head we gonna blow 46 balls a piece an each got an O In the trunk punk, we bouncin' to Jamaica Queens
a dream, but she's so hard to please She moves around like an Egyptian queen Set me free Why don't you, Rosa Lee? I'm so afraid of losing you But there's
no more Niggaz came to keep the roar but [unverified] on the floor Let's explore, whoever's quick on the draw is the law The fuck you set these rules for it's
messenger's wig seems fraught with desire, for blueberry picnics and pince-nez and magpies, the mseenger's skirt, would you plaese hook it higher, for
and the green And let your middle finger be seen, it's on Girl I'd trade it all, money, cars and everything All, even give up my street dream (my dream
dinner by the pool Watch your brother grow a beard Got another year of school You're OK, he's too weird Be a plumber He's a bummer He's a bummer