findin' my way No, I can't help findin' my way I can't help findin' my way Way back to you Way back to you Whoa My way back to you
way Way back to you I can't help findin' my way No, I can't help findin' my way I can't help findin' my way Way back to you Way back to you Whoa My way
the bar type I hope you are ?cause that mean a player all right smokin like a Taylor so the paper is all white tryna to land a plane baby are you really gain back
guessin' that You're probably not too bright So read me back my order Let's make sure you got it right" She says, "One, you want a chicken sandwich Two, you
in the barrel, bitch, if you test my hood It'll be your loss, even if you bring your click Get tossed and it'd do you no good Can't fuck wid my gang
and crews Good fellas down to the Mo Thugs dudes Who's the killa, me or you? We forgive you For you know not what you do Seven A.M., woke in the mornin
man, hitttin' you with this potion man Death runnin' up from the left Bang number one in this murder game, insane See a nigga fall victim, pick him, me click
no pretenders, bitch, you hoes ain't Bone I hope you realize that you ain't Bone You ain't Bone Why don't you realize that you ain't Bone? Nigga, you
[Havoc] 1 2 1 2 [Prodigy] Yo however do u want however do you need P My Mobb bring it back to life back to reality You walk a fine line playin
seat and she five star she so swagg she so fabolous they way she throw it in the bag its young soulja soulja mayne I swear I'm popping tags back then,
to you, this goes out to you This goes out to you, this goes out to you This goes out to you, this goes out to you This goes out to you, this goes out
, mixed wit stress and niggaz testin' me Consecutively, five golds so technically You niggaz got a long way to go to catch the PMD Aiyyo we put you to
yo it's time for some aksion Girl swing yo' ass, I can feel you climaxin' Don't even front, you know you wanna make it happen Yo Busta Bus, do you hear
nigga fuck you - fuck you Nigga fuck you - fuck you Nigga fuck you - fuck you Nigga fuck you - fuck you Nigga fuck you - fuck you Nigga fuck you -
mad as hell You talk a good game but I don't believe in you Be smoking lotta blunts but I got more weed than you I guess I see you on the charts in the
you an me both we can get respect, two triple shots of hin an we'll be on deck, you my type, you ol hoe, you my type, you know. Chorus *(Christion
s, what a sight You and me both, we can get respect Two triple shots of hen and we'll be on deck You my type, you old hoe, you my type, you know (Hen
freak bitch, up in the clubs The Victoria Secret, she gives love No matter which way you keep it You'll get shoved out the picture, now peep it You get
