long to see Your presence in reality But I don't know how Let me know You in the now We should confess We lose You in our busyness We've made You in
Translation: Michael Card. Know You In The Now.
his credit card for his info (ah) For her and some friends You need to be careful playboy You fine as shit, but um These chicks got game like Michael
, plus, I style on 'em Yes, I lean on 'em, yes, I flash on 'em Yeah, I know, that's the way you like it, huh? Yeah, that's the way you love me, hon'
Michael You corny rappers can't be serious Cuz deep down we know you pussy, period. So now it's back to getting more hoes You niggas lack delivery, Digiorno Go 'head, do ya dance I know
Get a slice of the pie now, you wait 'til the pizza's cold Then you sayin what you +Shoulda+ did like Keyshia Cole +I Should Have Cheated+ (nah), I +Shoulda Let You
neighborhood trap dealer I got rifles that blow ya below ya bible belt And Mac-11's that leave you wetter than Michael Phelps But you'll be swimmin'
Yeah Come experience, life as we know it As some of you should know it, yeah, yeah Place, Marcy, Brooklyn Actions, well, y'all know the actions Uh, I
CD in You joke, you joke, you kid, you kiss Should have went to 'Comedy Central' with the vids you did But okay, you on BET only if it?s 'Comic View
[Skepta] Yeah Skepta, Boy Better Know, N-Dubz I never have a dream when I go to sleep at night my dream begins when I walk outside now I'm on stage and
[Skepta] Yeah Skepta, Boy Better Know, N-Dubz I never have a dream when I go to sleep at night my dream begins when I walk outside now I?m on stage and
s out, man You know? What can we, The Lords, do with a punk like you?} {Kiss my ass, motherfucker, burn 'em Just me and you, motherfucker, just me and you
single handedly save the culture You got no spark you need some lighter man you sammy sosa So get it right ok you ballin and I'm with the owners You know
you called me last night You was kinda confused huh? You didn't know what to do All excited over these football players and baseball players Whassup? You
doin' at me She's not on time, you know her hair ain't combed She's not dressed properly She's always wearin' jeans and this is a company Where you wear dresses and you
remains constant The Westside motherfucking Connection You might as well keep it gangsta They've got us all under surveillance Bitch, you know the
my back My Paper this, My paper that Why you think that they looking like that? (Viva La Vida plays) [Swizzy] You know when they, when they know you
