can't compare to other girls that are, cute in her face,.. she's hot! i mean she really got me, just for walking this earth, i feel she should get paid
that you've all been decieved Its like a girl sayin her hairs real but its a weave Feminem is a style She-twelve is an age She lives across 8 mile
in your chest. She says she gotta cuz she says a lotta ladies won't She says she gotta cuz she says a lotta ladies don't She says she gotta cuz she says
be on his way) Hit my nigga back cause Playa Fly will funk in plenty hay What's up to that playa K and playa Dave and playa Tay Is she gonna rock the
niggaz can i no about crack what u no about crack? [Chorus: Papoose] Dont u no i keep most magazine n da best videos gotta worldwide buzz da whole city
joints on Rap City Kickin back and relax and a blaze a ziggy... And the first draw she take she start move giggly Me haffi wonder if da gal ya come from
She's your wife she just my concubine'n She like to holla Ryan whilst I'm behind it like she my momma mind it. [scream] Willing to get more physical than
body [Chorus] We go hard A yeeeeah We go hard Da da da da He go hard A yeeeeah We go hard Da da da da We go hard A yeeeeah We go hard Go hard, so hard
want, got what I need Cause she, won't let go, she won't leave me Cause she, won't leave, what she don't need me Cause she, got what I want, got what
feature, wanna battle, I'll beat ya I'm a beast, I'm a preacher, I'm the son of miss cita Mom dukes, my jeter, she the reason, she the reason Everybody
My City Till You See Me In A Palace Im Stacking So Much Cash It's Gettin My Hands Kalis Im Way Above Average It's Best If You Check My Status Might Rock
: [feat. CyHi Da Prince & Pill] [Verse 1:] I wish a motherfucker the best of a lucka Suckers can kiss my pickle, adjust your lip up and fucking pucker
' the rock, purse and a watch Hot as it gets, from Hell came outta you debts Buy the cassette, rewind it to death Alota y'all sweat it, you try to forget How I rock
in your chest She says she gotta 'cuz she says a lotta ladies won't She says she gotta 'cuz she says a lotta ladies don't She says she gotta 'cuz she
and i got what ya like, it must be nice to rock that ice, and tell ya best friends that ya livin' the good life, yeah, she love my style, she love my
fulfillin them, Keith ?, Jesse, Jamil and them We originate styles, other be stealin them [Vigilante] You got a good rise in your rolodex, who flow is next? Comin out to {fuck} with the best
nigga, kick rocks or kick rhymes until the pain? (liquor it or liver) Sippin' it, sippin' it like Capri Sun Ignorant as ever, she clever, equivalent be
of every body [Chorus] We go hard A yeeeeah We go hard Da da da da He go hard A yeeeeah We go hard Da da da da We go hard A yeeeeah We go hard Go hard