, back to reality Tryna get outta these street lights So I won't have to live this street life No more, no more No more, no more, no Just gotta learn
two double Desert Eagles, bustin' at your peoples Cussin' at polices, and roughin' up your nieces (????) off the meters Don't leave without the heaters Believe this, my nina's got more
's in my dreams, back to reality, Tryna get it at the street lights, but I gonna have to live the street life, No more, No More [x2] Just gotta learn
double Desert Eagles, bustin' at your peoples Cussin' at polices, and roughin' up your nieces (????) off the meters Don't leave without the heaters Believe this, my nina's got more
if you can't afford em I'm gettin to the money, I need another comma Some of em love the drama, more than they love they mama [Bun B:] Welcome to the
on America's Most Wanted, try to find the defendant You silly rappers, still yappin about your cars and your wheels Truthfully you need to focus more
they wanna hear is a beat and thats it Long as they can go to the club and get blitz Pick up some chicks and get some digits And the DJ's playing them
tonight boy I'm about to get drunk Let's hold down, sleep Where the bar at? [crashing noise] [Verse 1] Okay, okie dokey Obie's here No more focus, hobo
: (feat. DJ Drama) Yessur! S-Choir and GQ Dont kid yourself trying to save me too Rigged yourself of thinking that me is you you aint me and nigga
smokin in the cut with the homies, 86 the date don't feel like trippin tonight, so I get back more concerned with my paper, cause now I'm on contract
from his team take me That ain't a diss though It's just so frustratin' Makes you wanna go and shoot up stations Smack a DJ I don't like for nothin'
'm fly and your boyfriend's an ostrich How much you cost bitch? See I will buy you and then sell you back like an auction. Okay? I am affiliated with DJ Drama
huh? That's what y'all you been wantin' huh? Okay, Okay, Go ahead Drama do it. [DJ Drama] See I don't wanna be the Mixtape king no more, More like the
thugs and hoochie mamas We use a broken bottle when we meet some drama And it's guarenteed, so won't see the baby's mama And the DJ keep on spinning and
boy bitch I'm fly and your boyfriend's an ostrich How much you cost bitch? See I will buy you and then sell you back like an auction. Okay? I am affiliated with DJ Drama
And you ain't running shit but your mouth Cause shit ain't worked all day and it's on [Hook: DJ Muggs scratching quotes below] Ugh, YOU GONNA GET YOURS
they wanna hear is a beat and that's it Long as they can go to the club and get blitz Pick up some chicks and get some digits And the DJ's playing them
, look at me, I been a cheeky bastard, man and Look at all the drama we started, now I'm In here layin' on my back Sayin' DJ, won't ya gimmie one more