rain girl Now call me Wayne girl You just an Earthling You ain't never been to Wayne's World I play to win, I bait 'em in I do my thing now you're in
earth but you never been to wayne's world i don't use game but i play to win, and i ain't got to bait em in i just do my thing now you're in love with
keep my block sold up Tryin' to keep my block sold up Tryin' to keep my block sold up Tryin' to keep my block sold up Tryin' to keep my block sold up
is the only way to hurry y'all Here's my last proposition, I'm treatin' rap like crack If I don't sell the most, I gotta kill the competition Don't
death with my man 'Cause I motherfuckin' love my niggas We ghetto, my niggas, anytime, any place We don't give a fuck we bust metal, my niggas We gangsta my
[Pusha T] I'm only in the company of Kings I made a power move and it's everything it seems Before 'Ye signed me, I was getting out my dream Standing
have everything, everything I'm like a child who's set free At the fun fair Every ride invites me And it's unfair Saying that I only Get my one share Doesn't
ain't no white man, the devil's a spiritual mind That's color blind, there's evil white folk and evil niggas You gon surely find there's no positivity
think that I won't fight? I'll make your eyes shine like a liliqoi moonlit night, oh You think you're my one and only, only? Sophisticated Yoni told
be a starter Going bad on you kids like I'm Reginae Carter That's my little sister if you boys didn't know (Wait) That's Weezy's daughter (So don't mess
My baby just cares for me well that's funny Her touch tickles especially on my tummy Daddy G Now who's got the microphone Tricky Now who's honey
's a liar and the truth is plain to see That's your last $20, boy and don't ya lie to me'' And there's a girl in Albuquerque cryin', ain't there And
is we then it's only two G I like the cocky bow legged ones like white and Dominicans Hispanics and Asians, shake it for Nelly-san Manolos, ma, no no's, I can't
shouldn't of sampled wouldn't of had dem problems If you'd have played your own shit You wouldn't be broke, you woulda made your long grip, bitch But that's
sucka MC's don't think that way It took 8 long years before I got my break So I wonder why rapper's make fake ass tapes You won't get paid like I did
ain't strong, it's not my fault Hoes start choosing, wouldn't give 'em a break I pull out my old white too $hort tape I'm playing "dope fiend beat
from Oakland $Hort Dog, it's a mack attack My name is Too $hort baby, I don't play that jack One young tender lost all hope Slapped her in the face with my
to test my cool Every day I wonder just how I'll die Only thing I know is how to survive There's only one rule in the real world And that's to take care