I fell asleep then I woke up from my dream yeah I looked around but it wasn't what it seemed yeah 'Cause it's time for me to make a change yeah 'Cause
each day But I wouldn't have you any other way Sometimes I don't go along with things you do each day But I wouldn't have you any other way
But I slammed her on her back 'til her vertebrae broke Just then the pigs bust in yellin', "Freeze" But I'm already wanted for sellin' keys And bunch of other
or the pride I keep it on my hips they call me onsly Go and let a few fly That made a few die Some fell straight down others handglide But none of them
your body (It's burnin' up) My body, your body (It's burnin' up) My body, your body (It's burnin' up) Top down, blue star tag Ol' Master bear skin rugs in the Jag
Ken the Don in this shit ho You know what I'm talking about, yeah Milwaukee, Wisconsin you funky ass bitch As I pull up to the club Jumping out of the Jag
they stuck livin' blinded Hennessey got me feelin' bad, time to stop drinkin' Rollin' in my drop top Jag, what's that cops thinkin'? Sittin' in my car watch the stars
a Lac and a Jag on chrome I?m a boss, watch your mouth, boy The hood love what I do Live the life of a hood star, ?cause your boy nice wit' it Girls
under the pillow crush Caught in the crossfire between Yankees and 49ers Rivals, but the south remain calm, neutral But we see blood that make homeboys, hate at each other
youngest was the first one to awake She soon awoke the others They sat themselves down upon their beds and plaited the hair on each other's heads Then
tongue and I'm far from Haitian son All black like the range rover wheels niggaz whisper around The Game like The Game won't kill Let me show you the stars
be the ruler like slick rick Get with this quick witted Adidas-wearing chick Poppa got a brand new bag Momma got a brand new jag A gold tag I ain't no
and do, But i wouldn't have you any other way. Sometimes i don't go along with things you say and do, But i wouldn't have you any other way.
on spinners nigga and when I'm, draggin' my denim don't you bustas try to get 'em mmm.. I'm from the parts where the stars like them (??) stars quality
Mi a nuh, done bad Nuh Spongebob Bwoy dis, end up inna body bag Toe tag Escape pon bicycle Mi don't drive jag 50 get nine shot 3-star gi nine stab DNA
Razor tongue and I'm far from Haitian son All black like the range rover wheels niggaz whisper around The Game like The Game won't kill Let me show you the stars
