on the streets you don't hear a peep ni**a it's a god damn shame, somebody explain why they sent a Bad Boy to play a grown man's game Tear that a*s
the top [A-come on!] Jay got the ride with the bowling-ball bang, 2500 dollars a rock! [Aw, lookin' good now!] On the set it be Benz's, Beamers, A whole
look me in the face, you don't have a thing to say, you need to be alone and still call me on the phone, what a complicated way of lookin at a new us,
over, I be Fox so peep this Love thyself with no one above thee Cause ain't nobody gon' love me like me If he, don't Do The Right Thing like Spike Lee
fine (It's a beautiful thing, it's a beautiful thing) Let your body give into your soul Release the freak in you and lose control [2] - Girl there's a
I don't give a fuck about your ass See, ya'll just mad a nigga rolling in cold cash I'm down with Rap-A-Lot, now I got a lot And I'll be damned to let