that big bootay a smack (eyy!) She hit da floor, next time you know, shwaty got low, low, low, low, low, low, low, low [VERSE 1] I ain't neva seen
P.N.C dezept put on and bang can't hang get ripped man shit split man steele flow sick man tek inflict pain moove over Cocoa Brovaz taking over your lane
me I was so ready to take flight And I wasn't ready Girl you've got (No I wasn't ready) What I want, (and I can't wait) I can't wait So I'm on my way
before Don't imagine that you're free There's no escaping from reality You're under the spell, under the power of love Turn the lights down low (lights down low
t sleep cause ya sin so heavy Ya sweating in ya sheets cause ya sin so heavy Ready to die, naw, dawg, you ain't ready You don't truely know what's on
t nobody tell us it was fair No love from my daddy cause the coward wasn't there He passed away and I didn't cry, cause my anger wouldn't let me feel
get the water to boil OH NO can't no busters hang, I hope you feel me mayne Cause snitches bitches and they ain't been loyal to the game My niggaz feel my pain
slept on the game. Ain't a damned thing changed Shakin' the dice, now roll 'em, If you can't stand pain better hold 'em. Cause ain't no tellin' what you
pain at point blank range cause he slept on the game Ain't a damn thing changed, they shakin the dice Now roll em if you can't stand pain better hold
Two: 2Pac Now ain't nobody tell us it was fair No love from my daddy cause the coward wasn't there He passed away and I didn't cry, cause my anger wouldn
and get swoll up. Hold up. How ya gonna play me like a sunkin dunkin donut? I ain't came a long way to get checked So give me respect when I get wreck or get
hands; And to the beat, that move our feet, and everyone is watching me, And I don't dance no more. And I ain't leaving my apartment 'til it's after evening
the police and get hit with a clip for it! Ya know how I move! - That Semi be on my waistline, (whooo!) Ain't nobody ever gave me shit, nigga I take mine
: [Chorus: *Scratching*] Pain In Da Ass "Fuck You" 3x Styles "I don't give a fuck" 3x Styles "I don't give a fuck who you are" Pain In The Ass " Fuck
to get over, (YEA YEA) Too low to get under.(YEA YEA) You're stuck in the middle(YEA YEA) And the pain is thunder.(YEA YEA) It's too high to get over, (
pain again. I'm moving high and low. I'm gonna get you but I don't know when. And it's been so long and I can't go on. It's my destiny and I
forces Baby be cautious, you got to call the cops to get me out When it come, babe, I'm goin' all out It's T-O-N-E-Y, to Beyonce, my, sweetie pie
Get money split it over my broham When you go outside don't let the door slam Don't let the door slam Don't let the door slam Don't let the door slam
