a freak without warning I have an appetite for sex, 'cause me so horny [Chorus] [Verse 2: Fresh Kid Ice] Girls always ask me why I fuck so much I say
her draws on the floor and said "Fuck me!" like a whore" I'm a freak in heat, a dog without warning! Your dick is much bigger than Vernon Jordan's." [
reminsce on all the times we shared Besides bumpin n grindin wasn't nothin on our mind In time we learned to live a life of crime Rewind us back, to a time was much too
in too [get on it] let it ride [get wit it] tonight's tha night I got my mind made up, come on... get in get in too let it ride... tonight's tha night
buster you'll get rolled on No matter how much they bring, I duck and dodge and hold on Best a watch the swing Nigga the game is so strong, catch me by
brakes For we said it, regret it later, and let it escalate Cause by then its too just late, theres so much we can take Theres only so much someone can
even better) I see death around the corner, the pressure's getting to me I no longer trust my homies, them phonies tried to do me Smoking too much weed
, booty big! But that ain't enough And tha head make me beg, still that just ain't enough When I don't trust her, bitch be lying too much She be dying
, it's the good life, can you hear me? Clearly over the edge, soon as I wake up Last night we off the hook, doin way too much But it's the fast lane only
lay me down to sleep I pray the Lord my guns to keep If I die before I wake I pray the Lord my soul to take God as my witness, when thugs cry, too much
your feelings, he's chasin millions fo' sho' Uh oh (uh oh), now you bout to have his baby? (dayamn) Another wild-a*s ni**a that's gon' drive you crazy You got too much
be dead soon Am I wrong for wishing I was somewhere else at 13 can't feed myself Can I blame daddy 'cause he left me wish he would've helped me too much
to disappear into the night My game's Trump tight, so I find time to recline Sneak into your room, instant Messiah, shit wines of all kinds I ain't got that much
pocket, nationwide baller Bitch nigga I'm prepared to die, Before I fry I hit the weed so I be forever high My eyes has seen so much in misery, So before
chorus] Hahahahaha, yeah nigga, yeah! Hahahaha No more pain It's just like that nigga, like that yeah No more pain Motherfuckers can't handle that shit Much too much
Bootsy, but I call it timin That's while I keeps on grindin (that's right) to the point where a nigga can't stop Too much feelin this shit, that's why
much, I'm feelin shell-shocked And driveby's an everyday thang I done lost too many homies to this motherfuckin game and Lord knows... (Lord knows,
Got a cell at the penn for me waiting Is this my fate Miss me with that mistermeaner thinking Me fall back Never That Too much Tequilla drinking We all