little bit more? Not yours no more Not yours no more Not yours no more Not yours no more Not yours no more Not yours no more Not yours no more
: how can you find your inspiration when you already know your fate just keeping asking questions about the choices that you make here i go again, try
good to me *2 [Eboni Foster] I don't care what it did to them The game's been good to me [Lady Levi] Oh, you tink life is yours? Life ain't na somethin
of shits, styles guns my uzzie wieghts a mutha-fuckin' ton bucking down one, bucking down two, bucking down your crew, mutha fuck you Pigs were blue, I where black, nothing but black
: Do you want love Dirty dirty love Do you want lust Just a little lust You want a bad reputation You wanna better your score I got the qualifications
dem thief my herb Babylon dem thief my herb dem thief my herb Twenty pound of weed inna three black ? bag you sit inna van back crowning head a black
fatty boo you stood with me in '73 saturday night playing the music at my fathers party 6 records on the changer often with dan settee still your gram
worn by the great Rakim himself Stitch my Dapper Dan oh man with the gun in hand I leave your blood squirting No offense, I'll put your face on the chest
sweet home Where personalities clash and chrome meets chrome The coke prices up and down like it's Wall Street homes But this is worse than the Dow Jones your
get blown away Gimme, gimme, symphonies Gimme more than the life I see. Verse 2: (Dan Black) I lie down in the dust just under your eye A scrap of paper
to git up, git out and git somethin Don't let the days of your life pass by You need to git up, git out and git somethin Don't spend all your time tryin
Gucci leather worn by the great Rakim himself Stitch my Dapper Dan oh man with the gun in hand I leave your blood squirting No offense, I'll put your
fried chicken Am I tripping? I said that backwards I rock my hat backwards, I'm on the beat, my swagger's dapper Don't call me Dan, just cause I break
: (feat. Rohff) [Chorus - Pharrell] Where's yours at Where's yours at Where's yours at Come on, hah, come on, hah Come on, hah, come on, hah Come on
to the double-X-L; Magazine (uhh) You like how I look in the aqua green? Get your Vaseline Roll some weed with some tissue and close your eyes Then imagine your
in your droptop Yeah, the LP is "Reggie" I got the goods baby, I'm Don Ready Ready, for any hip-hop freak Even white chicks want black in 'em like Pernelli
man Gal a tackle you Like Zinadine Zidan Wid grey boot purple blouse Black bobbles & green ribbon Tell a gal Your war wickeder dan Bounty & Beenie
aredy but your pussy give me vybes Long we ah fuck and me body still ah go Turn up now and gyal ah bend over now Take your right finger touch your left toe Use your