the end?) Sometimes I be wakin' up at high noon Sayin, "Why me, Lord?", folks thinkin' I'ma die soon I just tell 'em keep seekin' but when they sleepin' I be
shots so mother fuckers can't regroup, can't recoup I'll be damned if you get more points than me Sell more joints than me Steal your faith, take a puff, inhale my name
with a cherry eight fifty We could cruise down the avenue and shop till you dizzy Throw some karats in your pinky have your neck and wrist blingy I could bless
, yo, yo, yo, yo, yo, huh, yo I be the absolute wicked and that's your first warning When you start falling, my name you will be calling, who's that?
first one to spot ya and I aint telling nobody nope, I'm peaking at your ass, winking at your ass if I dont beg I'll be thinking bout your ass for the
, ooh la la Lover face, how your ass is pumping Sweet licentious song Lover face, you're a scandal Your body is so wrong, wrong Bless my lips with your
boys respect your name Keep your heaters at close reach cocked and ready Cause the streets will catch you slipping, rock ya steady Watch your back with your
my name (my name) Said You gunna remember my name HOOK If I?m alive or not Cold or Hot Block & guard my spot Said you gonna remember my name From the
a rest Theral breaded and blessed, my grime stressed Sometimes get never the less, young n shineing with the best I promised my momma one day i'll be
as usual So unusual to be in this position Everything I say everybody tryna diss 'em Everybody playin him, truth be told The last n-gga ever let the truth be
Talking 'bout me leaving America You gotta be crazy, man, I like All the nice thing, Jack Colonial suits and things, look at here Now I am sorry for
after bottle by the bar I be stuntin It's Gucci this, Gucci that, Gucci hat Big doofy gat hit you in your kufi hat You know me, I told your ass in '03
bite your lip The way you throw it back and work your hips But I'm not saying I'm your man to be I'm just here to fullfill all your fantasies... We'll be
Take your records, take your freedom Take your memories, I don't need 'em Take your space and take your reasons But you'll think of me And take your
not, your clock stop, and now you're laying in a pretty box And now pastor is only talking 'bout the pretty parts of your life Your brother fuckin' your
that I receive so many blessings I had a home but no privacy I didn't know a thing about my legacy When I realized you were there for me I called on your name
it helps with the elocution Corporations turn revolutions, 45 So don't you weep and shed Just change your name instead What you lose when it all goes to your