me flaunt it I can finally get that house my Mama wanted Feel me [Chorus x2] [Singer] Fuck 'em all We're gonna make it We're gonna make it Fuck 'em
make it but watch how good I'll fake it Its all right, all right, tonight, tonight I woke up with a strange tattoo Not sure how I got it, not a dollar
man Now it's like I'm on a mission Headed everywhere And if it takes a little long And it feels a little wrong, who cares? My baby fits the description And does it
a week is way too much I'm gonna make The great escape Go on little getaway I'll go get my beat up motor Start it up and
of aces You can't beat the B.G. I went the race of races Solga box I lace it Yo' spots in the world i takes it Bulldog barrel I shakes it Cashmoney boy
a lover who won't blow my cover, she's so hard to find Take it easy, take it easy don't let the sound of your own wheels make you crazy come on baby,
Baby Couldn't hold a candle to you Did you do it for love? Did you do it for money? Did you do it for spite? Did you think you had to, honey? Who is gonna Make it
wanna put you in my spell Coming down like a hammer, gonna cut you like a knife We're gonna get so crazy, take it to the heights Louden boomer makes
: Unstoppable Incredible Impeccable It's it's the unit Woo woo u know how we do it Woo woo I make u dance to it Woo woo throw up your hands to it Go
Waste Eggs On Halloween Im Gettin Swallow Clean My Habits Are Good Collectin All The Carrots I Could Slidin From The Stash Box To Conceal Extortion And A Good Silencer To Make It
I'm simply gonna try you, crazy I wanna be your lover I wanna get to know you, baby I'm lost in your lovin' I'm simply gonna try you, crazy [Young Buc
..you little bitch Order of protection From who? Who I need an order of protection from nigga? [Laughs] Ya lil' k..awe man Mothafuckas man Ya'll niggas is gonna make
love it I know you love it but how much do you love it I do what I do and I don't think nothin' of it I know you love it but how much do you want it Get
to this ghetto world (survive in these streets) It's hard on a ghetto girl (making ends meat) What am I gonna do? When this is the life I choose [Jacki-O] It
: Sometimes, I be thinkin bout if I had a son into this world how it would be for him seeing the way it is out here. Its crazy [Verse 1:] If I had a
, It seems hopeless to make changes, But you gotta do something to make a new life, We're gonna hold on and believe that, Gonna make it through any type
it That's why some suckas wanna stall it Some people worry about the wrong thing But why worry about what we're sayin'? 'Cause we're gonna do what we
pipe dream Of how I'd rock the mic, and make it to tha bright screen I'm tryin to make a dollar out of fifteen cents It's hard to be legit and still pay
