she's the only one She doesn't care if you're the lonely one You want to say it's over, but it's just begun She's the only one She knows too well that
I call it putting work in The D's call it murder So half and half with my cold D We only got one pill, It's one pistol, one target, one shot, one kill
's coming D-Tweezy's coming you're sick to your stomach 50 percent of it's 50 cent The other 50 percent of it's who's color of skin it is But if you even
It's ten years and we still runnin this motherfucker [P. Diddy] + (Notorious B.I.G.) Yeah! (one) As we proceed to give you what you need (One, two...) It's
he only deals in cash or sells tickets to a plane crash He's not somebody that you play around with much Miss Delilah is his, a Philistine is what she is She
left somethin in the car so I caught her in the driveway, And she cried to me so I cried too, And my stomach was soakin wet, She only 5'2, And 48 hours
Texas This Albums For My Fans But Yo This Hook Is For Me Ex's [Chorus: Trey] This One Is For You Girl You Know Who You Are Girl You Only Show Your
just the phlegm Is that the King of the trill go tell em yes it's him And his testosterone is up who's got the oestrogen I like your girl and I think she
Lefty's livin' in a cheap hotel The dessert's quiet and Cleveland's cold So the story end's, we're told Pancho needs your prayer's it's true But save
down, polly with the top five families Blocka-blocka, boom, now they all dead Now I'm the only one gettin' that bread, that's right And the only one
: Cat I got to take him off of here, that's right I got to take him off of here Cause there's only one, and that's me You understand
time Can't breathe cannot stop You've got to be on the move Be on the move She is only 25 and she is always run down She is working from the early shift
past without a second glance She's had her last dance Yeah we took our chance on a street about four lanes wide Dead quiet seven or eight at night She
drive past without a second glance She's had her last dance Yeah we took our chance on a street about four lanes wide Dead quiet seven or eight at night She
in religion? I'd rather get my dick sucked and cook K's in the kitchen Driveby, leave you on your block bleedin' and twichin' Break bread with demons
It's so far behind that it don't got the brains to quit it When she blows up she'll scatter cross the hills Lord, Lord When she blows up she'll scatter
