closin' down the only factory in this town? But still you got the nerve to say it's plenty work to go around I asked the Lord to hold me down 'til I
democrat In the club with hoes, and I suppose That I've been chose, the nigga with the hood rat Got it down pat You call her what you want or even all that I
from the day I was born I've been hustlin' strong I've been strugglin' since a child, now them days is gone And niggaz said I wouldn't do it now I'm
, i've seen it all crystal clear so i keep my pistol near,hearts never full of fear homie i stay well aware of whats goin around me muthafuckas want me dead i
! Got my gal, got my Lawd, got my song! I got plenty o' nuttin' An' nuttin's plenty for me. I've got the sun, and I got the moon And I got the deep
let me out the joint I've never really got better, so I'm not on point I just might flip, quick, but its too late to be bitchin' Got more loose screws
so, I took her I packed all her bags, yes, I took her I took me a drag then I took her Sometimes, I feel like I'm from Georgia 'Cause I got G A M E I
wanna smoke my B's? Never could you take my G's I'm a Po P-I-M-P [Belo] Wanna be like P-I, M-P, hoes - plenty Comin straight from the Windy Choppin
on Knock her motherfuckin boots, and then I'm gone I got the white bitches sayin, "It's a black thing!" Cause I leave that hoe with no dough and plenty
closin down the only factory in this town? But still you got the nerve to say it's plenty work to go around I asked the Lord to hold me down 'til I find
I don't wanna see fake - I'm sayin Cause I don't know how much more I can take I know that, all of y'all can relate - I'm sayin Uhh, if this is love,
Translation: George \u0026 Ira Gershwin. I Got Plenty O' Nuttin'.
yo, we fixed to roll (you've got the time) we gots to sow [Chorus: Tik Tokk of the Gospel Gangstas] dont you know we've got to sow (weve got to sow) (dont you know you got
wanna smoke my B's? Never could you take my G's I'm a Po P-I-M-P [Belo] Wanna be like P-I, M-P, hoes - plenty Comin straight from the Windy Choppin up
many, not any any Could ever touch D Daddy, got plenty pennies And you can see D on yo' TV set With somethin fabulous draped around his neck I went from, nuttin
sew it where you show it nigga fresh and so clean I'm the reason why young niggaz up they game Plenty many bad bitches say they glad I came I'm a legend