What the hell was I supposed to do? I know you ain't getting this type of dick from that local dude And if you are, I hope you have a good time 'Cause
the day that I'm gone Shyne poor 'cuz your dream come from one bottle Prominent premier, premium bravo Watch him explain, ain't nothin' but blood thug crime though Shots in the spinal from
just say You are not the destroyer Let's just say [Incomprehensible] I got my Georgie Fruit on He's a dark mutation For my demented past time Giving replicators somewhere
call it All I know is I had to step up, step up Speed it up, cut the chase Go in for first base Before them other cats try to get ya, get ya You're moving them
Uh, I am a distraction, Comin' from my spot and I dont signal as I back in. If cash is beautiful and money is attraction Then I should be a motherfuckin
Wretches and kings we come for you Steel unload / fire blow Filthy animals / beat them low Skin and bone / black and blue No more this sun shall beat onto you From
pacing through my mind all the time Chorus I love it when you cross my mind, my mind, my mind I think about you all the time, all the time, all the time
before ya done Wait, how you know my name son? Honey, wait I was gonna tell you Move this cat looks real familiar Now, don't I know you from somewhere a long time
done} Wait, how you know my name, son (Honey wait, I was gonna tell you) Move, this cat looks real familiar Hmm, now don't I know you from somewhere a long time
words instead kill someone in argument outwit them with our brains and we'd kill ourselves laughing at the funny things we'd say And bombs we had them saved for special times
to New Orleans I took my harpon out of my dirty red bandanna I was blowin' sad while Bobby sang the blue With them windshield wipers slappin' time and
same Somehow, somewhere, I let my feelings go too far and in my way Somehow, somewhere, I let my feelings go too far get out my way Somehow, somewhere
time on you anymore I've fallen much deeper than this before 1 There's no tears on my pillow No room for crying No tears on my pillow I left them
," I commanded like a bold and common bandit basking in a feeling of control. I was standing back behind them with a length of line to tie them once their
momma never raised no punks and hoes Just relear niggas comin up snatchin souls for dough I know y'all motherfuckers out there somewhere ain't nowhere
the operation You know the M-O, B-B's, warrior style, rare species Catch us on your block , on your wide-screen tv's From Jones Beach to over-seas from
One for the paper, two for the money Hot girls get money? Oh we gonna give it to them now baby You see this what I like to call 'Buy' You music Cuz you
man but that shit just dont compare i tell you you the best, when im lookin in the mirror by the time yall over here, im prolly over there and by the time
