can't believe it, it can't be you Are you that kind of man? I just don't understand Why don't you show your hand? I keep hearing You're that kind of man
I can't believe it, it can't be you Are you that kind of man? I just don't understand Why don't you show your hand? I keep hearing You're that kind of man
was a poor boy, raised in a small family He kinda had a craving for somethin' no one else could see They say that he was crazy, The kind that no lady
gimme gimme that groupie love Now gimme gimme gimme that groupie love When you see me in V.I.P with hoes around me Man now give me that groupie love
: If you could see inside my heart Then you 'd understand I'd never mean to hurt you Baby I'm not that kind of man I might not say I'm sorry Yeah
smack smack smack that And I'm strapped with an automatic tongue And it goes Brrrr-At-Dat Dat Dat Now who wanna get shot baby I could tap that Yup I could tap that
it's a kind of madness Tat turns good men bad And we're helpless caught up in the madness Of a world gone mad The roar of fire rings out on high And
re just plain old Marshall to me" Ooh ya' girl run that game "Hailie Jade, I love that name, love that tatoo, what's that say" "Rot in pieces, uh, that
riot pump Uh, riot pump Uh, let's get this shit crackin' man Yo [Verse 1:] This that gun in the spine (spine) This that one of a kind (kind) This that
I saw the minute that I turned away, I got my money on a pawn tonight. Change came in disguise of revelation, set his soul on fire. She said she always
: Why can?t yall leave me alone Man seem like everybody be judging me Talking behind my back, faking the smiles then hugging me Pointing fingers hating
showdown I saw the minute that I turned away I got my money on a palm tonight Change came in disguise of revelation, set his soul on fire She says she
, what kind? A Cadillac Escalade I'm wearin' Jordans, which ones? The very first ones made I got a watch, what kind? An iced-out Cartier I got a Roley but that's somethin' that
is anyway You're just plain ol' Marshall to me Ooh yeah girl run that game Hailie Jade I love that name Love that tattoo, what's that say? 'Rot in pieces' aww that
You might not be the one... Hey uh, what up girl tell me how you feelin'? You look sweet enough to make a nigga need a fillin' If you got a man, do that
' every day No synthesizer sound, so silence when I say I am great, get it straight 'cause that's my fate My name is Run, I'm number one, that's how I
He was a poor boy, raised in a small family He kinda had a craving for somethin' no one else could see They say that he was crazy, the kind that no lady
