night, on some bruce wayne shit livin' my life, gettin' high payments fuckin' with some new broads and they high maintenance and they wearin' high heels, trip so we're high heels tipsy and
the water fall and dance See the colors change before your eyes and let them believe Float above the mountain top Watch the fireflies light up the night There is one
on And when it?s late at night you can look inside You won?t feel so alone You know we?ve been down that road What seems a thousand times before My
Hate) [Bow Wow] Holy shit look at the life I live (Damn) I used to be broke like ligaments And nigga I?m rich And now that boy got chips Like ruffles? Lays And
For your heart on me, my California king Just when I felt like giving up on us You turned around and gave me one last touch That made everything feel better And
only one, I want you breathing To break down, yeah, let's break down If I could, for just one night To be with you, to make it right And what we were and
hoe close to me, she sexy Every night is different pussy since my girl left me And I tried to make her stay with me, but I stay busy And her friends
you betrayed me.... Verse One: Puff Daddy Honey I keep you hot and wet, just flooded with ice And you can spend all day and chill, all night Come sleep
stars For your heart for me My Californa King Just when I felt like giving up on us You turned around and gave me one last touch That made everything feel better And
t afford this life had to f-ck a ball player and I'm here every night maybe twice, late at night we be in white tee's, me and skateboard P no Nike's just
like a perfect dream I don't ever wanna leave A thousand freaks in the show One's a tiger, one's a lynx, one's a king that suffering Rolling high, moving
men Jesus and JFK, and Marvin, and Biggie, man I wonder if like after death was ever fair for them? Live in the moment, I was never really one to plan
for the glow of the neon lights An' it's a long way from here to the place where the home fires burn Well it's two thousand miles and one left turn Dear Mom and
that ass drop Five O ice, yo fuck a damn cop 'Cause I move hard and cold with a gangster stroll Five thousand dollar suits and fly gold Rolex, you can
L.A. I low ride and I sag and cuss I cover my face with the rag and bust Long Beach and Compton are some down-ass towns But South Central L.A. is where
are shy for tomorrow You'll be shy for One thousand days, yea Hey, hey, hey, hey Don't be shy Don't be shy Don't let the tide of your soul Drown your nights And
tried to get away but I couldn't get far 'Cause the homies had the loop-loop that night at King Park And I got into a squab, got caught and went to
other niggas, them other niggas no matter The tag team back, bitch, boom shakalaka Me and Weezy run this shit so bring me one soda and vodka And a Fiji