's my gravity When I'm out of position and nothing is working for me She's my gravity She brings me home She's my gravity She brings me home She's my
starin' homie Don't make me take her man But I'm just on the low And you already know Ya bitch choosin' pimpin' Thats just the way it go They call me
got to make sure Loves intact Then it will help you bring him back [Verus 3: Lil Kim] I've been in this thing for years It made me an animal Me and
head Not bad, not bad at all. Faithful friends Always near me, Bring me bones, Scratch my ear Little birds Come to cheer me Ev'ry day Sitting here, On
You could call me a dog, But everybody else calls me Chris Webby. Haha, naw mean? Yeah, yeah. It's seems like every week I get some girlie's number In my phone Bring her home
more than anything Mr.Santa Claus can bring I was adorable when you met me I'm on the naughty list this year A lump of coal won't do it justice It's
time Know that I'm following you Eva's always on my mind and it makes me wonder What happened to you? You know it makes me wonder Still I pretend
on that iPhone Yae yae my homegirl getting he dike on I'm posted up in the back though cooling it getting my mac on Yae yae y'all know I'ma show my ass Soon they bring
night of passion Tell me, I'm not crazy Talk me down, give me ration Intuition is a home Dusty with neglect No longer is it clear for me Whatever is
'm always on the chase, lipstick on my face when I get home You gotta get on my case 'cause I've been fuckin' up Coming home smelling like her, I can't fuck it
the wilderness Will know no journey home Well my love is locked in chains The lion walks alone Oh the lion walks alone Nature is cruel But he knows it's his home
see But they don't let you know what's really goin on Make it look like a lotta stealin goin on Boy them cops is killas in my home Nigga shot dead in
running that crack Girlfriend kept complaining, cause he never at home So he told her deal with it bitch, or get the fuck on It was money over bitches, on
10 I have Is it a hundred mile motherfucking animal Gasoline around your residence cause it's flammable Genocide, I get banned on that, I stand on that
in the joint with me, man It's all real, yo, what up son? Yo, hold the bottle, it's your night, nigga! It's your night! *bottles popping* Yeah, mad bottles
that [clears throat] Scorpio.. olioliolio-ohhh yo Hella fresh, welcome home, this is home plate stage Murder breath, one eye, solo step, bring it El
gun to hold it, it's gonna take two hands Check the newstand, I'm running with the Manual Flammable, animals, call me a dynamo Hannibal on elephants,
be more than anything Mr. Santa Claus can bring I was adorable when you left me I?m on the naughty list this year A lump of coal won?t do it justice It