I shook my head and laughed I said, "If he's so fly, they tell me why, he couldn't build a lousy raft?" And while we're on the subject, I'll tell you
of mind I gotta hold this heat I'm still ghetto, ghetto baby ghetto I thank God that I'm still here You know all my lost ones I share this prayer Father
Penitentiary and bein dead a mothafucka [Petey Pablo] Carolina ??? I straddle the border I look hard up at my son and the south at my daughter Sink into my lemonade is my
aint chasing a damn thing So tonight let all of your pain be champagne I cant tame my killers but I can tell them chill I might give you a pass depending how I
with your pictures but I know your e-mail.. -Dappy- I'm a hard worker, but i'm not a grime MC, so anytime I get a day off, I like writin' angry lyrics
around screamin', "I don't care, just bite me" I think I was put here to annoy the world And destroy your little 4 year old boy or girl Plus I was put
rolls on How do I begin to do this shit right? And get my hustle on Look here Now I'm a man of many talents and a man of my word But on my path to see
my mom My mom, I'm just like her My mom, my mom, my mom My mom, my mom, my mom My mom, my mom, my mom My mom, my momma Sorry Mom, I still love you though
around screamin, "I don't care, just bite me" I think I was put here to annoy the world And destroy your little 4 year old boy or girl Plus I was put
, Charlie Brown, man I don't know what the deal is, you hafta ask my partna Dinco D Yo yo, tell us D, tell us D, mass confusion g, I don't know what's
Louis Vuitton Mom I ain't play the hand I was dealt, I changed my cards I prayed to the skies and I changed my stars I went to the malls and I balled
Paris from Hollywood to the hood, I want a mom and I swear that I want em all wanna f-ck em all had my n-ggas down so I'm screaming f-ck the law monday
love of the game But niggas'll call the precinct with your government name but I'm still loadin my guns, gettin it on and if a nigga bury my man, I bury his mom I
eat? If I was a chair I'd be like sit here and if I was Kid Rock I'd cut my feathered wolf hair If I was your muffler I'd be like shhh quietly Iif I
day I'd tell you that I love you, if you don't say it back I have to chock slam your neck and dislocate your back I sing love songs to you, the best
I could do anything if I wanted to I could buy you a Lexus Truck With a white leather interior (I could) I could kill off some bears and dogs and shit
smoothest wins Okay, first I'd slide up to the bar and tell you That I can't believe how fucking fat you are I'd tell you that I like the way you make