man, who could take care of my time It ain't me babe, it ain't me babe! It appears to me that I found a man, that could take care of my time Well, I got
: (feat. Beanie Sigel) Yessir! Just the sound of his voice is a hit! Ya'll niggas got me really confused out there I make "Big Pimpin" or "Give It 2
see which league I'ma invest in Gettin that money my nigga Rollin this cheer, put the niggaz in fear Makin bitches shed tears, take a look at my career
All in your country wide soul I love your country wide soul You sure walk along slow That's the only speed I've ever seen you go You take good care of
star can't you see I'm that media hype Lyrically anything less will be insifice You ask me the fame got a fee and a price We don't care they been knockin
your ass up off the wall [Verse 1] The all around the world Digital Underground, Pac The Rudloph the red nosed reindeer of the Roc I take my chain, my
HE DID IT WAS POPPIN' SWEET WE CAN GET OUT ON THE FLOOR BUT TAKE IT SLOW BABY, WON'T YOU KEEP IT RIGHT THERE YEAH, WE CAN TAKE IT THERE BOY I DON'T REALLY CARE
a lunatic A general or a fugitive it's essential... [Hook:] IT'S ESSENTIAL [Talking:] Word IT'S ESSENTIAL to be a man of your word Take care of your
place Love your man and love him twice Go to Hollywood and pay the price Oh go to Hollywood And don't be a star, it's such a drag Take care of yourself
trust no man, here comes the plan All we need is just a chance, we must advance [Chorus] {One Be Lo} This is who we are No movie stars No nudie bars
care, guzzlin beers, we all stare at the out-of-towners (Ay, yo, yo, who that?) They better break North before we get the four pounders, and take their
grieve, grovel in your sorrow I'm the star of today AND the star of tomorrow I'm takin out the old jacks, rippin up the new ones I don't care if it means
still ain't tried [Mary Mary] Back when I was a little child it wasn't easy Mama didn't always have a job To take care of me But I love her cause she
away, And we're lost out here in the stars. Little stars, big stars, blowing through the night, And we're lost out here in the stars. Little stars, big stars
is a bomb scare, fires on your hair Terrorists live here, but I don't care I'm making pot holes when I stomp, so don't stare I stop to stomp competiton
Well even Mack can do a bar with a Refugee All-star Pras dance round the border like he Cassius Clay While I press round the hood with a big AK Stay
would come and take her away to the Casbah Because you didn't have it goin on, up to par I'm a million dollar man but I'm not Steve Austin You can take