I'm yours for life, come and be my lifetime Come and take the love I have for only one Yes, I'm yours for life, come and share my lifetime Share the world
I'm fucking hoes for me and you both [Verse Two] 1997, November I had bad days in my life It looked like that was the worst Niggas shot my round like a dog Left him for
yours [Lloyd Banks:] Yeah, money make the world go round and I got her Buckle down, do anything for the dollar Enough bills'll make your blood spill Kill for
or recited Or spoken within a rhyme In time The way my very life is defined Crossing over cultural and economical lines The ability to break barriers Break bread
been waiting For the hottest sensation With a rep and credentials Not someone abusing overused instrumentals Sounding like you never rocked a mic A single day in your life
The life of a thug nigga, might need gloves But you will never know With a price on your mug And fight strips snug right around your hands Niggas
into this world to be our saviour And that Christ is returning, someday soon to unfold the wonderful plan of eternity, for my life and your life As long
my other hoes down, you get your ass beat Now Nik my bottom bitch, she always come up with my bread The last nigga she was with put stitches in her head Get your
money, money is got (Yeah yeah) money I got, money is got (I run New York!) [Verse 1:] I take quarter water sold it in bottles for 2 bucks, Coca-Cola came and bought it; for
can see B.I. rockin the Sean John (let's go Big) Yeah right, this is what "Life's After's" like B.I. Frank White, your "Bad Boy For Life" No matter what
Where Voices Soar So Far Above These Pages Are The Book Of Love If We Were Born Just To Succeed If Life Was Meant To Be A Choice For Either Happiness
Yeah where the muthaf**kin thugs at? Throw your motherf**kin middle finger We gonna do this sh*t like this I thank the Lord for my many blessings, never
naughty cause your nigga not at home All you gotta do is holla to the phone & I'ma be through there with some good tree to blow Plus you're telling me your
of rough cut pine, And a quilt of patch work cotton A place to lay your body down, a place to rest your head. A field of fluffy mountains for a little
evil Verse 4: put your self in my shoes you a look a job fe a food fe do we long interviews prepare your bills and your doose watch how your address
these are the days While mi sing for da sake ya please play the phrase Gotta get ma bread gotta keep ma head up [x3] Stay focus gotta keep your head up
leave for My children's (children's) children's (children) Now on the wake up I smile, to see how far I've come (yeah) Fighting for sales when I'm stripped
: (feat. Bow Wow & Pleasure P) I'm the type of guy to supersize your life and turn it all around Up and down, round and round, with me there's no backing