, don't go away I wanna play with you girl I wanna roll on the ground I wanna play with you girl 'Cause you've been working for hours I wanna play with
down I?m gonna pump this white I?m gonna bump this brown I?m gonna get it out the mud I?m gonna stand my ground nigga play me once I aint backin down
nigga Geezy ain't no ho, nigga Been cutthroat, been playin' the game how it go, nigga So if you like livin', mind your own business Or you gonna be traced in white
playa hate us Get knocked off the map Head fall off your shoulder in 'ya lap Wuz, happenin' lil' wootay I'm bout that trigga play Kidnappin', jackin',
: [Verse 1: Fresh Kid Ice] I remember back when, how the Kid got scarred Beggin' for pussy; bitches actin' hard I gots no play for the lack of papers
t'ing you want. Everything? Every t'ing [Bill:] Monica? [Monica] Yes, Bill? [Bill] Monica, what would you do for a job here at the White House? [Monica
the album version of this song One time, one time nigga one time! (Where?) Runnin' from the police (Yeah I know what you mean) No matter what I do,
And Watch What Ya Say You Know What I Rep Lil Whoodie I Don't Play I Got Them Hands And Quick To Throw 'Em In Ya Face Inside Fist Fight Outside Gun Play
be responsible I gotta feed my kids system on my back no matter how I try to fight It's really plain and simple black is bad and good is white the life
- verse 1] i got a trunk full of tens i got a stash full of ends i got that 64 regal sittin' on 20? rims got that beamer that bentley i got that 63 benz and a white
1] I got a trunk full of tens I got a stash full of ends I got that 64 Regal sittin' on 20? rims Got that Beamer that Bentley I got that 63 Benz And a white
B.I. rockin the Sean John (let's go Big) Yeah right, this is what "Life's After's" like B.I. Frank White, your "Bad Boy For Life" No matter what the public
my block soad up.. u know me Gotta get my block soad up.. u know me Eyo gringo eyo gringo I heard you wan some marijuana Or some pure white coca
re too old, too young, too smart or too dumb When yer laggin' behind an' losin' yer pace In a slow-motion crawl of life's busy race No matter what yer
city when they hated Don't be bucking on my Bone When someone's home and never play to me And pray to me, can't play with me So label me a runaway slave
see the signs Oh so beautifully you read your lines But in a play where the hero has no vice And love comes without a price So does trouble in paradise Don't matter
pumpkin pie Ciroc and sprite on a private flight Bitch I'm enticing, guiding light, and my pockets white and my diamonds white And my mommas nice and
oh oh I think I'm normal Oh oh oh oh I'm not a weirdo oh Ay yo wheres my aderol? You see I'm weird it don't matter to me, Not being like you is what
