working da 9 to 5 To keep my contract did i say 9 i meant one thirty Im no early birdy i'm working da nine to five (So you gotta...do...sum...ite...
(feat. Lady Sovereign) (La la la...) I wake up late every morning managers calling I'm still yawning Get up wake up hair and makeups Waiting for you
When you need someone to hold you When you feel cold and alone Try to find a way to warm yourself But you don't no what to do This is for those who
You know all the things I've said You know all the things that we have done And things I gave to you there's no chance for me to say How precious you
you There's nothing more that i want but you Just believe what i say 2x Its not a game i'm trying to play 2x Never felt this way before 2x Now I love
Baby listen to me I want you to tell me the truth Stop being an actor Don't put my love into your game Can't you see I love you more then you know Can
I thought this would be the end of my life When you told me you're no longer in love with me I thought (the) sun will never rise again When you told
got these niggas Be getting busted with like five, ten bricks Go to the feds looking at life Be home in about 3 years You know something ain't right with that Chorus 2
a made man now (yep) Six years strong in this game Been doing my thang (respect) Eighteen Livin' a millionaire dream (dream) All my niggas worth ten Gs (off top) Twenty on my rolex five
nigga [Chorus] [Talking: B.G.] I want a mil ticket (gettin wicked), mil ticket On the real, V.L., my nigga Big Moe, 2-2-3 L.T., Adam, G.A., Black Ten
stay, but I don't pay! Uhh!! Uhh!! Now throw that pussy!! [Chorus] [Verse 2: Fresh Kid Ice] Booty clubs where niggas go Spendin' flow for stripper hoes And table-tops cost five
I got MINE, f**k THEM OTHER SUCKERS, that's the mentality Jealous-a*s bustaz, make it hell for us [Chorus: 2Pac (and harmonizing vocals) repeat 2X]
fourth deadly venom (Nigga, yaknowhatI'msayin? Fuck that! I told you, we takin over, yo 'Pac.) Verse Five: 2Pac Five deadly venomz verse five be the
never hit rock Cause then we gonna run up in your spot Screamin' get the fuck on the floor, give us the Ro' (Repeat) [Verse 2 - Nature] Aiyyo, aiyyo,
ten chicken wangs and a bottle of dom [Chorus:] Ten chicken wangs and a bottle of dom Ten chicken wangs and a bottle of dom Ten chicken wangs and a bottle
eight, but I got ten mo' Off beat and on beat, old school like Beat Street I stink like pop's feet, make sweat wit no heat Verse 2: [Timbaland] I'm
has to know who Jesus is, He's the lily of the valley He's the brightest morning star He's the fairest of ten thousand Everybody has to know Real
trail? Seven by seven, they headed for heaven, Eight by eight, they got to the gate, Nine by nine, they drank the wine, Ten by ten, they drank again. Bridge #2
