te prend au creux de ses bras Alors j'attends l'heure ou tout s'endort Pour que tu sois enfin toute a moi Quand la mer se retire a minuit, Le soleil,
show Uptown soul Plug hoes And make more money independently than a major nigga done went gold I got a million dollar gang wit a 2 million dollar mouthpiece And
Yea B. I come from a different sea I fish scales retails for 'bout two three's. Jacki-O, a gift not a curse think i'm a itch now well the rash gets worse
our debt-ors Lead us not into temptation but deliver us, unevil For God, is the kingdom, and the power and the glory forever, and ever, and ever
downtown, cz down in btown, bz up in btown, only time I say b down wen they b tryin b down, I rep 1 4 red an I rock btown, RB back streets,stand up and
good for me and its good for us and its so good to me my baby whoa just grab ahold and take control of my body and mind soon we'll b makin love hunny
in-a night and make we get it amplified me have da ting to run da ship cause i'm go slip and i'm go slide and in the words of love i got ta get it
so sure" We quickstepped into love Like Fred and Ginger in a trance At all the most exclusive balls always too drunk to dance The snakes and devils
a star, with big cars and all the fame that came my way I gotta say that she was all that, and a bag of indo with no seed, such a delightful weed I wish
sweet licks And I cut the braids off with the waves and the fade that will make you sea sick See this is the way that we ball And this is the way we brawl
lay her, there's not a special person in your prayers Going through women, some thick, a few slim and Busting out their shirts, others out their blue denim And there's a
make a deal, soul and pipe burning The outcome tragic, household dramatic Living rooms to {?}, basements to attics Support from the B, hit the courts from a
for baby mommas Philly and D.C., V.A. to B-More in a G4 I-95, making them detours South Beach, Memorial weekend hitting the sea shore And every other
big hope and without a plan We go Tell me who cries when the forests die Tell me who cries when the world gets dry Without big hope and without a view
Azz Up" like Juvenile (huh) When my peeps come to spend, a dime apiece You know Mac come through with a line of freaks Every bitch on the hit be a 9 at
like us You don't go to Pop and get ya flour cheaper than us Knock it off in three hours and repeat it like us And repeat it we must, y'all don't re-
Of the loving living games we play Each day And I'm stuck in a shack Down the back of the sea Oh and I'm alive and I'm alone Inside a sick sick dream
same. Just a table standing empty By the edge of the sea means Farewell, Angelina The sky is trembling And I must leave. The jack and the queen Have
