my nigga Just hold it down we older now my nigga What goes around comes around my nigga And what goes up it must come down my nigga The soldiers found
their favorite chant Should I turn off my TV? I just can't I have a tendency to watch it religiously I have a history of taping each one It's been one
I am? Try it again All of my friends say, I should diet again That all my fans are gonna riot again Look what happened to Liz All of my sins Are not as numerous as all of my
put a fried egg on my head. Oh God. "Then I say real fast I say " Oh God, If by chance I should wind up with a fried egg on my head";cause sometimes
am? "Try it again." All of my friends say I should diet again; That all my fans are gonna riot again. "Look what happened to Liz." All of my sins are not as numerous as . . . all of my
my you?re driving me crazy Don?t know why I want you baby My eyes are bigger than my mouth but maybe I could learn to be your lady My heart goes
Beyonce:] What goes around comes back around (hey my baby) What goes around comes back around (hey my baby) What goes around comes back around (hey my
Down, down, down by me There can only be one. (One) She don't wanna sing ... She know I'ma get it up up like wow, wow, wow That's me, there can only be one
should be scared of us You know you wanna sing with us That's why you know you should be scared of us Last night looks to kill Straight talk sex appeal One
, you gotta come out So whoever hatin' my team Remember who the gun totin', who provoked the fat lady to sing It's one rule everybody should know Everybody should
travel in peace To four cities in one day and four countries in one week 'Cause I work for myself and no one else cause I'm too smart too Put one of my
ones, over dope money (Let's go) We got the car house and the smoke, with the dope money (C'mon) All my niggas that died, over dope money (Let's go)
your love away from me You know, you see I'm not the one who goes on Speculation hearsay and gossip But I'm a firm believer In trusting caring and loving My
' my mind Right then the corpse came jumpin' out a tree Way out a tree and fallin' on top of me Back on my feet, a zombie in my face Lift my hands around
different route, To comprimise my happiness and try to stick it out, And though im smiling synically when i hear your mouth, Debating on if i should leave or should
cares, this is a tune coming in, that one where he's like I'm thinkin' (Lights are blinding my eyes) My eyes are rolling back, I'm rubbing my thighs with my
believe Sneaking numbers out my phone calling bitches on the cell What the hell! Clunky bitches one on the scale I'm like a dime over line, you can't calculate my
wife But nope I'ma baller 'cause, never gon fall in love Pshyche that's a damn lie Ladies put ya hands high every woman should get that one man to stand
