I need it I've got this under control [4x] The more I want The less I'm feelin' The more I get The less I need it I've got this under control [4x]
time I shop wit him he like hurry up and buy. Gotta rush wit my shoppin cause I really don't curr Got a work and a deal, shawty under control. Got a
sound??) My low pros burnin up the asphalt Drop top Spyder in the summer I'm good Lost your words soon as you look under the hood Twin cam turbo, your
. I come in peace but I got shit that need to be released. Now who from the chosen shall I choose? Yeah, now you wish you was in his shoes. I found
We were on separate fool And I was broke with no fuckin food You was tough enough to be cool Skate hoes under my shoes Dope boys had me confused I was
walks and cash talks, what's that sound My low pros burnin' up the asphalt Drop top Spyder in the summer I'm good Lost your words soon as you look under
your street clothes Talk about he real, how he quick with a glock But like Kurt Thomas he ain't good for shit on the block See the gleam from the shoes
bitch this ain't no law shit Searchin you up and down, no fuckin around I want that raw shit ? ? ? up under my shoes, we jackin you jewels cause it's
after a song, they heard the night I was born, I was probly never planned but you know how it go, Pops was strong and had it all under control, Moms
blastin come fast and scatter from every rational imaginal International region, under my seeds and, over these airwaves Manipulate the rhyme with my mind so it's good
or so Then back to the room, lets get blowed She was way out of control, she was hella bold, yes I'm bold too So you know what we had to do, take off the shoes
in his shoes I found me a new nigga this year That knows how to handle this here Now I look forward to goin' home at night Brother does mo right under
off my shoes before you let me get in I can't believe you kiss your car good night C'mon baby tell me--you must be jokin', right! (BRIDGE) Okay, so
, treat me right, lovin' under cover, all night, Last time lover, make me feel good, lovin' under cover, like you should, Last time lover Last time lover, treat me right, lovin' under
shoes. I found me a new nigga this year. That know's how to handle this here. Now I look forward to goin' home at night. Brother does mo right. Under
not no bloomin wheat meal That man in the cat suit can sure hold a gat Think he work for that dude, "The Evil Controller of Cats" A ceasefire was negotiated under
so Then back to the room, lets get blowed She was way out of control She was hella bold, yes I'm bold too So you know what we had to do Take off the shoes
