could not, I'd be telling you a tale. One boy, Boy for sale. Come take a peep. Have you ever seen as Nice A boy For sale.
'd all my idols end up They all passed away Passed away Stand by Its chameleon boy Stand by Its chameleon boy Chameleon Boy I'm chameleon boy... Chameleon boy
the chameleon boy i swore i wouldnt become Stand by for another breakdown Sound off the alarm Is this the chameleon boy i swore i wouldnt become Chameleon boy Chameleon boy
Yesterday's chains have broken in two Plantation Boy The new move is growing Reaching the hills, the valleys and you Plantation Boy Plantation Boy Plantation Boy Plantation Boy
'Zy rollin' with my cat eye, dead eye Ain't afraid to flame a rat up But I hot out fathom My album hit the shelves We hustle for record sales Hit my
morning broke as hell But not for long 'cause my records sell My heartbeat's kickin' like a gun shot Why not?That's who I made it for,the hardrocks Better
with the Brooklyn boy So for one last time I need y'all to roar Now what the hell are you waitin for? After me, there shall be no more So for one last
getting money All my girls, fly girls getting money One for the paper, two for the money Nails did, hair did, gap, yeah, I want it One for the paper, two for
the Brooklyn boy So for one last time I need y'all to roar Now what the hell are you waitin' for? After me, there shall be no more So for one last time
' for a Benz, it's a blessin' you breathin' It's a miracle that God gave me this Tec, now I'm eatin' Cop it, chop it, profit is all for sale Cocaine, '
thing still spinning is your ear Yeah, I'm riding with that all black snub Raiders cap back, all black gloves I'm 80's man, but the boy smack thugs These record sales
Pampers Stack of questions With no answers Cure for Cancer Cure for AIDS Make a nigga want to stay on tour for days Get back home Thangs are wrong Well
Oh, you already know what it is We got anotha one, boy, ATL (Just throw it in the bag) Wassup Brooklyn? Wassup son? Wassup Fabo? Hey man, I got that black
, nigga if supply low demand is high I sell it for high as I can, I take the jingle But I'm for the counting mother fucking four All sales are final
and demand Nigga if supply low demand is high I sell it for high as I can, I take the jingle But I'm for the countin' motherfuckin' four All sales are
thing to me boy coz u aint leaving me here with me forever forever forever forever boy i'm attached of you forever forever forever see i'm right here for you forever forever forever boy
mind state of a mobster You see a nigga pass by Tuck your chain in 'cause he might rob ya Got glocks for sale, red tops for sale Anythin' that you need
