That I've just recently cleared up And I'd like to just continue To be able to express myself As best as I can with this instrument And I feel like
Spliff in the ashtray-we're strong but far too little Her touch tickles, especially when she's gentle But i don't hear words cos i saw the instrumental
strip teasing, me I'm just cheesing She gave me a reason to be a damn heathen Handled that, told ol' G, bring the camera Then I thought about, no footage as
windows Might catch me ??? Or various instrumentals and yo... Got a whole crew and my crew is monumental and yo... You need to lo and behold these innuendos [Baatin] Its just
Takin' it from the top? Tippy? Tippy? How high? The ultimate high 'Scuse me, as I kiss the sky Sing a song of six pence, a pocket full a rye Who the
single night they pick a fight with me But when we fight it's kinda like sibling rivalry Cuz they're back on stage the next night with me Dude I just
get to see you, Then I might as well never even open My eyes. I love you so, That I can't Let you go. And I ain't tryna be selfish (nooo). Just here
? You wanna be like me, son, get a change of plan I don't hardly see my dawgs, get a hand, pick ma fam' Confused, feeling used, trying to rearrange plans As
tempo Ahh, it's that chingonla instrumental Ya no usted, como somos Yo no jovo, I gots the soul dose And you can hear it, in las skonkas Tribal ceremony as
on my motherfuckin luck Hangin at the park, shootin dice, and I just got.. bucked And now I'm mad cause I'm broke as hell Cause a nigga's unemployed plus I just
and you dream, your buddies Charlie and James And wake with a thick desert dust on your skin [Instrumental] Voice says "don't worry, I'm here Just
just to compromise The very thing that keeps two hearts intertwined A promise is a promise you can't deny, there's no way A man's only as good as his word Instrumental
me wanna dance Take me in your arms 'Cause I wanna dance all night with you When you move I feel your magic running through me I grow helpless as we
go Charlie. Go Busta, Busta Go Busta. You know we got style When it comes to shootouts Boogie Brown is here don't fear The clear just step to it. Now
I'm an idol Attackin the vital parts to maintain my title The suckers panic, but to the ladies I'm romantic and gigantic, just like the Atlantic ocean as
on any track, peep how I switch lanes this the highway of life, check the whip game check the side of my neck you see the big vein just cause you have
a Porsche with only two doors, need to upgrade cause you missin some We just got two different bills, different styles, different sums Started as a drive-by, ended as