we gon' hurt you Cant afford to ride, you gettin' stomped out I got a team of dimes they all dogged out Ray the line, you up and take you out My girls
I cock it and pop it your white tee will turn red, see niggas that know me, who owe me, they see me, they run, they know if I catch em I cut em for feed
they'll still fuck a slut, just to get a piece of ass Type of girls dont matter how old Skirt so fucking short, their firstborn gonna catch a cold
: [Chorus:] Look, If You A Girl With The Aspirations Of Being In The Background Witcha Asses Shakin Hittin Clubs And Skippin Out On The Class You Takin
my mature life on O D. O. D. Everybody know me, even fans that resemble them kids in the O.C. Oh me Oh my them girls love me like Seth Cohen, So get
: [Hidden Track] Nah man Not quite finished yet Girl I think, You just might'a tried to pull a muh'fucking fast one, I'm mad You just hurt my goddamn
: The rap game hip hop 101 the hardest 9 to 5 you'll ever have. you cant learn this shit in no history book you ready to rap mutha fucker you ready to
like wishing for rain as I stand in the desert, But I'm holding you closer than most'cause you are my heaven. [Kanye West] How you listen to a girl that
Believe This Catch Em In The Club When This Shit Come On Have Them Scream In The Buildin This They Favorite Song Cant Stop It No So Dont Trip U Can Watch
made me We used to be good friends now she Cant stand me her man aint G her man Aint me her man cant be what her man cant be My jewelery game fridgy-
sista). Gotta gurl look just like Lauren Hill (Lauren Hill), took ha to da crib cuz she kno? wut it is (she kno? wut it is). Imma bump ha but I cant
Chef-Boy-R.G. But hold that thought Its a Kodak Moment But hold that thought Hurricane wrist game Turn that junk off Hot as piggly wiggly Cant kermit
squaws my balls That shirt hurt got me head but holes in the walls I wanna see you! I hear you! I catch spirits and ghosts by there invisible throats
I try To close my eyes But I, I cant get much sleep You're always on my mind You look so fine I often pretend That your my girl Or at least my friend
her) I just cant get enough (when I?m alone with her) And I can feel myself burning Cause that girl is fire, fire, fire That?s why I desire, sire, her [x2] I cant
under streetlights just keep the beats tight, shouts to the record spinners enuff, felli fell and all the heavy hitters kubichi k sly hold me down in LA might catch
doin tracks in motels, steady rockin girls bells Kinda like a young elvis, I aint in nellyville I never squeal, not the type to kiss and tell But if I catch
talkin' bout, runnin yo mouth, Like you know me, you gon fuck around and check why they surely jus call me, 'Show Me', While one-on-one you cant hold
