I think Will I stay but rather I would get away I'm scared that I won't find a thing. And afraid that I'll turn out to be alone, but I I have to learn
I'll be right here just chillin witcha people You know Junior M.A.F.I.A. was just a preview I know I had you open, so why I'ma leave you Especially when
Everything ain't hardcore you know I can't sing but my man I'ma let my man smooth that thang out for you You know, take the edge off, you know what I'
I'll freak you right I will I'll freak you right I will I'll freak you like no one has ever, ever made you feel I'll freak you right I will I'll freak
you want is bite, and they'll get that alright. I'm off to have a nice day now, spend the night at play - Tomorrow will be judgement day! You heat up
What's up? What's up? You wanna try your luck You move you weave you bob you got stuck And now you're trippin with your fuckin brain You never seen
of your life, I'll take you to paradise (Paradise) If you want it baby just be real Rest of your life, I'll take you to paradise I'm gonna give-a-you
And we'll be here all evenin' G.O.O.D. Fridays, I hope you have a nice weekend Are you? Ready to go? I know the city gettin' ready for me I know the
I'm seein' you dreamin' Get too close and I'm ****** it won't be no discussion I'ma boss, I don't speak, I just nod my head And you turn up missin'
, your in my rhyme I remember you leaving, said I'll see you soon I remember us going in my room But I've never seen you, you freaky bitch I now I tell
Mizzark chillin' in the pizzark I got a break 'cuz my mother said be home by dizzark But before I go I'm gonna flow for you in time see So listen to
none of my rhymes will never ever be swerved Word to her play tricks on your nerves Everywhere I serve is real superb And I'll be right back with part
donkeys But I ain't wettin' that I don't wanna send nobody back, violently take a nap Promise you got something, Lord, that I honor you Blow your lil
him somethin' deadly, act premeditated Buck 60 strike was the medley Nice like Van Halen, seen him at the tunnel with his skin peelin' Did two days thought he was jailin' You
kid, because I switched in Flipped in, changed the position that I hits in-side I glide, words can't describe, how I move be Like, hittin' a doobie, thought'll
flow smooth suavacito and to you rappers Who say I can't rap, I'm passin' you up With the quickness 'cause you're on my shit list You see, I know, what
thing to do I said "I beat you to the punch 'cause I'm the one who really loves you" The Brown Crowd gots game, I don't mean to be bragging Even though