It's not you, I won't give you all. It's not you, I won't give you all. It's not you, I won't give you all. It's not you, I won't give you all. Get out
: Ye, ye, ye, ye, yea. Woo, let's go! Come my lady, Come come my lady. I am the [?], You can't trade me. Hate me or love me I spit greatly. Fuckin up
it to win it Making my paper independent, got seven years in it Dope House platinum eyes, nigga that's when we finish Man it's a dirty game but yet I
not that same ol' plain Jane Roll on you like a boulder, you're nothin' more than a grain Or a pebble, take it from the real rap rebel Not Bushwick
out the best in you Confessin true lies about your inner thighs and where they been hopin maybe you be my lady What's the potatoes without the gravy what you
you If it wasn't for you, if it wasn't for you, if it wasn't for you I need you If it wasn't for you, if it wasn't for you I need you Pen you my muthafucka
is just like Compton kick doors telescope hit folds make you boys sound softer than wet dough stack dollaz went to crack college I like my salad with extra black
field Like a nine with hollow points I keep rap flows that's ill So when you walkin' down the block You better watch who you approachin' I'm not your
and his DJ Polo We're the ones who made 'Demo', and we're rockin the show It's not a legend or fiction, it's not no lie And if you ask me why (Why?) Cause
one and went to pink two kissed her twice not once felt like a pimp foo four kisses, two pinkladies now dont you think it's coo? I think it ain't
the best in you Confessin true lies about your inner thighs and where they been hopin maybe you be my lady What's the potatoes without the gravy what you
(feat. Twiztid) [One Ton:] Pain, can't live with all this pain Pain, time to smoke some Mary Jane [UnDeRaTeD:] It's raining, it's foggy, it's so so
not that same ol' plain Jane Roll on you like a boulder, you're nothin more than a grain or a pebble, take it from the real rap rebel Not Bushwick Bill
it wasn?t for you If it wasn?t for you If it wasn?t for you [I need you] If it wasn?t for you If it wasn?t for you If it wasn?t for you [I need
Ye, ye, ye, ye, yea. Woo, let's go! Come my lady, Come come my lady. I am the [?], You can't trade me. Hate me or love me I spit greatly. Fuckin up the
I'ma come through, and write SPM a letter Tell him it's getting better, we gon hold it down Po'ing fo's for you, and smoking on pine What it do what the
song it's ooon. (it's oooon...) You just been warned, (just been warned...) One more song it's ooon. (it's ooon...) [Outro:] YEAH! As we proceed on...
of packs Rollin through wit black blacks, blunt reds, ash trays, and crack sacks Hustlin and chillin's what I'm focusin on Fiendin through bitch's cribs hopin it's
