without a doubt I wonder if she's figured out I'm crazy for this girl She was the one to hold me The night The sky fell down And what was I thinking
I have shoty in the telly working all 3 hoes Jesuse I bet u won't bealive this unless I let u see this She deep throat my whole coock Now I'm thinking this
I'll have you gone) Come see what I mean (see what I mean) See what I mean (see what I mean) Come see what I mean, come see what I mean [Bridge: Sample
happening This rap game, this rap game I ain't sellin' my soul for this rap game I ain't diggin' no hole for this rap game This rap game, this rap game
this beats crazy this beast I?ve seen this s***?s nice this s***?s so mean mean mean, your not mean? this beats crack that mean ya?ll feans this s***?s hot, n**** lettin off steam this
crazy, Everybody here got explicit taste. Every girl is beautiful, And I could fuck all of them. 'Cause it's Webby's World, What else are they gonna call
you no this it happening this rap game this rap game i aint selling my soul for this rap game i aint digging no hole for this rap game this rap game. I
Before I do that, I beg Mariah to take me back I get up 'for i get down, run myself in the ground, 'for I put some wack shit out I'm tryin-a smack this
when I hear thunder Cuz I ain't crazy, I say shit that's crazy to crazy people To make 'em believe I'm crazy so they can relate to me And maybe believe
, seeing real strong images And that's the reason for my real rap penmanship That's where I started it, and that's where I'm a finish it [Hook]
I couldn't sing with you daily I'm not the only girl In love with you it's crazy I appreciate your groove Now I know I owe everything to you [CHORUS] Music
now it's hot to death So take a look back What I did, what I'm doing, where I take this It's kinda simple cuz it's nothing just to make hits Peep the
lose it, listenin to our music [Verse 2: Big Ben] And they like, and they like, yup do that thing you do (I am) What you mean? baby girl I need some
Bus, now call up Weezy I rep the streets, that's why they feed me You ain't seen Harlem, 'til I'm on TV Now let me see you Dougie (Dougie), let me see
I'm Stunna Junior, and that's all I know, that's all I ever knew Get money or get nuttin, knowhati'msayin? And I feel that way, forreal So hard I go,
play you all my latest shit Lately I been stressing so I need you like I'm crazy Music full of relevant and money's overrated That's why I spend it like I
I'm rollin' in the "Mackmobile", I'm back for real One hundred percent, pimp-motion, that's the deal Back wheel-spinnin, number one, I'm winnin Hoes