I love you Shut up I hate you so much right now I hate you so much right now I hate you so much right now I hate you so much right now I hate you so
I see you bitch [laughing] You too bitch Baby, baby, baby you know I love you Baby, baby, baby you know I love you SHUT UP I hate you so much right
Translation: Field Mob. I Hate You.
I doubled the pie Had a shorty and a girl who'd comin' out of BWI I hated algebra but I loved to multiply And I told my nigga Big I'd be multi before
you're my boyfriend, you've always been here for me I like the thug in you, no matter what people think I'm gon' be here for you and I don't care what
and a girdle comin out of B-W-I (in school) I hated algebra but I loved to multiply And I told my nigga Big I'd be multi before I die It's gonna happen
applauded (Why you ain't call me?) I'm not broken hearted but I could've been old when I started (Why you ain't call me?) You know I'm the hardest, you
for me Fuckin' me or make me hate you, permanently sedate you When the bullet penetrate you, it's gonna straight for your face, you Unless we chase you
what you motherfuckers facing While he running I'm walking like Jason Shocking your motherfucking body like grave dig Then we dumping you all the say did I
hey and they say I'm a slut, I'm a ho, I'm a freak I got a different girl every day of the week You're too smart, you'd be a dummy to believe That stuff
And of course I think I'm funny 'cause I'm worldwide Too many millions are the victims of a genocide I'm going crazy, all I do is see and stand by We
hate it Outlawz inforce the hate, you get cross created from the Clair to North Bricks, that's why I talk slick when Im hungry, I try ta chop a half and
Im A Freak I Got A Different Girl Everyday Of The Week You Too Smart You'D Be A Dummy To Believe That Stuff That You Heard That They Say About Me
WHY YOU AIN'T CALL ME? I'm not broken-hearted, but I couldv'e been old when I started WHY YOU AIN'T CALL ME? You know I'm the hardest, you know that my
I doubled the pie Had a shorty and a girdle comin out of B-W-I (in school) I hated algebra but I loved to multiply And I told my nigga Big I'd be multi
I pay for cat be at chinese resturants I ain't earn cash on you I ain't ya pimp bad enough I even burnt my ass on you I ain't a simp Look rat hoochie
Verse 1: Field Mob] And they say I'm a slut, I'm a hoe, I'm a freak I got a different girl every day of the week You too smart to You'd be a dummy to
