hip like a fanny pack Chasing that stardom would turn you into a maniac All the way in Hollywood and I can't even act They pull their cameras out and goddamn
and still they couldn't stop us Damn it feels good to be a gangsta back at it 'Cause I'm the last of the Dons, goddamn it I hear ya talking, but I don
the wall When I do anything, nothing's hard I make it easy and talk greasy to broads Gilla, say my name 5 times in the mirror I'm jumpin' out, whoa
of da dro and they swore Put it in da swisher finna smoke it like whoa Don't understand me, I don't want a Grammy Just hand me a hand full a goddamn
fuckin' with y'all Kick it like I been kickin' with y'all I owe it all to y'all Y'all was the muh'fuckas that gave a goddamn Anything I got, nigga you
, like a goddamn coward I can't, how would I look as man bowing to his knees Like the mad cow disease Let somebody lash out at me and not lash back out at 'em, please Oh, whoa
Whoa baby Whoa baby Whoa baby La la la La la la, yeah I will never leave you girl (My girl, my wife) You know I love you (My pain, my strife) Oh baby
fuck goin' on in the club? (In the club) What the fuck goin' on in the goddamn club? (In the club) What the fuck goin' on in the goddamn club? (In the
Crazy time Whoa (My Dawgs) Whoa, whoa, whoa (Okay) Whoa, whoa whoa Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa Wild out (C'mon) Wild out Wild out (If ya glad that L O X is
Goddamn! This time it's real It's a love that I feel I may be tainted but God knows It's good to me, could you see? I leave my woes At strangers road
water (Red water) Red water chase them away My tables been set for but seven Just last year, I dined with eleven Goddamn ye, merry gentlemen Whoa,
Christ would do. He'd give me a quarter, Why don't you? Princeton: All right, all right, here you go. Nicky: Ahh, thanks! Princeton: Take care. Whoa
to tell you 'Cause you're a nice guy but that just won't do She want a bad boy (Bad boys, bad boys, all we want is bad boys) Whoa, alright now, singles
a goddamn coward I can't, how would I look as a man bowing to his knees Like the mad cow disease, let somebody lash out at me And not lash back out at 'em, please Oh, whoa
candles then black out and relapse 'til I act Jack Daniels and yack Burp bubbles, attitude's immaturin' Double shot of Bacardi, party, vision is blurrin Whoa
', honey, Won't you invite me along please. Oh, I'll be so good to ya babe, yeah! Whoa, go on! I guess I'm just like a turtle That's hidin' underneath its horny shell. Whoa, whoa
boy fresh dressed in Red Monkey clothes Gotta stay fresh for you red monkey ho's 26 inches sittin' tall like whoa (Like whoa) Bring the camera man I'm a Goddamn
they're all married. This party just got gnarley. Matahari just got sorry, gotta roll like Katamari! I, I, I, Check the ring, yo! I, I, I, Hit the bling, WHOA