purchased a 50 of some bomb indo floss In South Central I'm on my way to the East Side We high, blazin like crazy, we don't know why feelin good as fuck
time And bodies be all up on my behind And I can?t help myself ?cos I was born to shine If you don?t like it, you can shove it But you don?t like it,
heart My one life for sure Lemme tell you one time (girl I love, girl I love you) I'ma tell you one time (girl I love, girl I love you) And I'ma be your
don't, I don't, I don't, I don't I don't be recognizin all that new jack shit Yo we don't play, we don't play that shit youknowhatI'msayin? (Please
me I'm on the paper trail, it ain't no tellin' where it took me Yeah, and I ain't a killa, but don't push me [Chorus] [Verse 3 - Lil Wayne] How
need a ad for it, And I don't like to brag so my bitches brag for me, Oh she a good girl, I gotta transform her, She give me hot head, I call it global
Ain't ya happy I chose rap, I'm amongst tha? Streets deceivin?, can't believe my achievements Cultural strata, persona's that of a non-needer Because I don't
live her whole life like tv And she would do anything for everything Regular girl, Celebrity dreams She is...(90210) [Verse 1] Ms. Rodeo, tell me
, you can play it again Don't fight the feeling, life is me I rock shows in Nashville, Tennessee It wasn't "Hee Haw," so don't laugh At the good ol'
says I tell her, Darling, don't talk about things you don't understand I tell her, Darling, don't talk about something you don't know anything
nigga fucking bitches how bout that Won't you buy me a drink (bitch hell naw) Let me hit yo dank? (bitch hell naw) Won't you take me to yo crib (bitch
dough, purchased a 50 of some bomb indo floss In South Central I'm on my way to the East Side We high, blazin like crazy, we don't know why feelin good
Georgia All the time, it ain't Nothin' on my mind but Georgia We ain't playin' witcha We on the grind in Georgia All the time, it ain't Nothin' on my
cats saggy, roll with P-Daddy Come be one of baggy, girls be one to stab me I be more than gladly to tell a foe Yo, you ain't offendin' me It ain't like
Bring it back, tell me what you, think about that Boys tryin' to holla but I ain't having that You better have game, you better come correct Ya Girl Nicolette, don't
back in the USSR You don't know how lucky you are, boys Back in the USSR Well the Ukraine girls really knock me out They leave the West behind And Moscow girls make me
m from the N-O-L-I-M-I-T! Don't give a f**k if you don't like me! Yea, I walk with a lean like I'm on some other shit I'm on top.. you can tell by