I stop now? Is there nothing I can do? I have lost my way, I've been losing you, you I've been losing you, you I've been losing you {That's right}
love, how you doing? (All right) Well I've been hanging sanging, trying to do my thang Oh, you heard that I was banging Your home girl you went to school
You offer only one reply You know not what you do But you tear and tear your hair from roots From that same head you've twice removed A lock of hair you
: [Touch Your Ankles] [Verse 1:] Do you need to get your money back, you've been had, I hope u got a warrantee Cause I been walkin' round with money
me now) I've been through hell and back again (I've been through hell and back man) I've been through broke and loosing it (now I'm doing good) But when
you You ain't dope, you can't cope, they musta duped you You musta had some wack crack (real wack crack) Sent you on a mission, and now you're comin
to drink a O.A., baby to drink a O.A. (Man, I'm bustin loose) Now do you wanna go (Ah-ha) oh yes, you know and get a O.A., baby and get a O.A. cause it
! Call me Soopaman Luva the rude bwoy That nigga SWV loose they cool for Ha ha ha, ha ha, ha hah! Ah-hah AH-HAH ah-hah AH-HAH Ah-hahahaha-hah-ha Yo yo, I
And it's a long parade And there's a one man band And the sun is setting I've been you and I've been me Why the surprise, Felicity? I am torn, so let
never been scared of the noise of the stage Like boo you boo Fuck You Im a loose it Just like my mind when I rhyme and I do this Yes I take rap and abuse
on a scale from 1 to 10 I'm rich, I own Ebony and Essence And Essence say I'm strong cause with the pen I've been a Bad Boy A sad boy, I call your
: I'm heavy, I'm colder, better me know, sir, I can tear apart mc's but I'd rather read a book on childcare by Keri Katona, No niceness, i've run out
tear your hair from roots Of that same head you've twice removed Now, a lock of hair you said would prove Our love would never die, well, ha ha ha I
I've been to the motherfucken mountaintop, Heard motherfuckers talk sleeve(?) and drop, If I ain't got a weapon I'm gon pick up a rock, And when I buss
, how you doing? (All right) Well I've been hanging sanging, trying to do my thang Oh, you heard that I was banging Your home girl you went to school
girl do you think that I are? The kind that you meet in a bar? You think you can get whatever you want cause you some kinda star? No I'm a comet I just want you
a scale from 1 to 10 I'm rich, I own Ebony and Essence And Essence say I'm strong cause with the pen I've been a Bad Boy A sad boy, I call your girl
a fever a hotter than a pepper sprout We've been talkin' bout Jackson ever since the fire went out I'm goin' to Jackson I'm gonna mess around Yeah I'm
