should be up all night Oh maybe, I don't need you to save me I just want you to help me 'Cos you're keeping me up all night I'm so tired of waiting
and stare Baby take me back to the city of love To the place that I've been dreaming of San Francisco... Wake me up in San Francisco C'mon take me
you will lose yeah Now pump it up And back it up like a Tonka truck That badonka donk is like a trunk full of bass on an old school Chevy 7 trail donka truck All
a whole new tax bracket We in recession but let me take a crack at it I?ll probably take whatevers left and just split it up So everybody that I love
4 she had eyes that i couldn't ignore chatted her up out on the dance floor she was out of cigarettes so i walked her to the store skirt pulled up pushed up
for the soldierettes (soldierettes) This for everybody all over out the project Buck with me (Buck with me) Bounce with me (Bounce) Buck with me (Buck) Bounce with me (Bounce) Smoke a ounce with me
niggas gon' die - consequences and repercussions [B.G.] This stank bitch that I grew up with in the hood My nigga jocked her - I warned him that she was no good But fuck me
my own mill backed up by The next nigga grill Build me an hand hand I'm gonna play it right To choices to rock the mic on my all night flight One way
they tell me that) These niggas don't understand that he tha man (And on the downlow I'm still sellin' birds they tell me that) First Verse [Baby] I need me
dirt I put that nigga on that T-shirt that you be wearin Me and my click do that dirt that them niggas be sayin They doin, but Uptown doin that Get in
They tryin' ta' take my only life Leave my folks on the front row Bury me in providence Heavy weight that rose They wanna steal the B.G. Now tell me Alton Ain't that
slap that clip in You shittin like stool pigeons That's my bitches, that's my riches, that's my niggas That's my yayyo, that's my scale That's my sale
m stop or get stopped so you love that I'm flip or get flopped that a must black All 17 come up out the glock Oh that's a must black, all 50 come out
reminence think how me and him had so much fun Teach me man to man things bout the game Let me know always let em hang be bout my change Never thought that
if you can back it up Wan' be tough Let's take to a triller level Let's get iller like a guerilla On the killer level Just fuck wit' me that's all I
head what you know about that A hot boy hittin' yo' set like a bad wreck Wear a vest you could do that I got some bullets comin' through that Two clips take
all up in his neck And in his head in his chest make sure that nigga wet deck [hook] [T.I.:] Call me triple-O.G. pussy nigga gon see You come with that
easy to find Niggas front, scars all over they chest be starting to shine Like that Presidential Rolex reflex a million nine Gimme 'dat, all 'dat, and all black, that
