I teach ya how to stunt My wrist stay rocked up My T.V's pop up in the maybach Benz I teach ya how to stunt Nigga you can see my Bentley G.T. got smoke
GOES, LET THAT SHIT GO AIN'T NOTHIN CHANGE, BEEN THE SAME FROM THE GETGO (WHAT) GET UP OUT THAT WHIP YO, I AIN'T GON' TELL YOU AGAIN FUCK IT, SAY HELLO
't she cheat on you? (Why wouldn't she cheat on you?) If she got with you when She already had a man Why wouldn't she cheat on you? (Why wouldn't she
to turn there's no way out [Puff talking over chorus] Yeah yeah uh huh no way out baby. You can't go nowhere ain't got nowhere to turn Yeah yeah ain't
'm arrogant, just because I ain't sharin' it If the check ain't seven digits, I'm tearin' it If the 'Tics can't fit in my whip then I ain't steerin' it
Tiny Toon Tickles Shine Bright See Da Teeth Got Cheese Gotta Watch Out Fo' Rats I'm Bigger Than Da Mice So I Keep Da Mouse Traps A Lotta Snakes In My Hood Gotta
the big rims on it We rock rocks that'll light ya shoulders Gotta lotta hot cars but the drops is colder (Ah) You see V-I-P me, Kelly, Gotti, and Hov
t believe me? Don't be fooled it ain't this easy All y'all so 'n so's shamed, that cheesy You wonder why people don't go and spend they change on a weekly
down (Brick City!) everybody to the flow [Verse: Joe Budden] Yes yes y'all who ain't believe me? Don't be fooled it ain't this easy All y'all so 'n so
, because we got too much to loose we gotta meet in the middle meet in the middle we gotta gotta meet in the middle gotta compramise baby don,t analyse
bakery I don't really want to, but these niggas makin' me Put a motherfucker on some ice like the Maple Leafs That's a hockey team, and I ain't know
the real man I got my nigga supah right here man If u buyin worth my boy got it man I swear to god man I got my boy T-T.RED but we call him T.STREETS
to send you an Invitation too, so love to my people, Man, well man, ain't no difference CritiCal, signin' off, peace, Hugs n' kisses, Ps. I gotta jet
can?t complain, Can?t talk, gotta catch my plane One... CHORUS I told ya she?s a rich girl, rude kinda prude Body silky smooth, showing light, cause I?m cool She don?t
tricks Improvise, pretty thighs come along wit the hips I can't knock it, try it but I can't stop it It's in my blood, like the same way I love chocolate
easy [Interlude: Ice Cube] The pyroclastic flow, you know the side, bitch You know the side, bitch, huh, ah [Ice Cube] Fuck you, if you don't think
s all I ever wanted dreamed of create a mean buzz Slick C.R.E.A.M. and show my team love You see us on B.E.T. Rockin' ice blue suits pardon the jewlery
the industry So from the street to the club It?s ya boy show me love We gotta keep it gangstas that?s how we gettin love Never fall for the love of the