often wish that you had feathers I?d keep you in a giant cage All day long I?d sit and watch you I?d sing for you and that would be okay People say there
wish that you had feathers I'd keep you in a giant cage All day long I'd sit and watch you I'd sing for you and that would be okay People say there are
Playin' my hoes close They tied up like a rope I'm slangin' tryin' ta make a million and chill Buy a ten story buildin' and a football field Diamonds
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's my atire A
keep, tellin' you shit (you shit) Go tell i said suck my dick (my dick) You could tell me this and that I`ll tell you plenty facts Your friends are
me the way There were voices down the corridor, I thought I heard them say... Welcome to the Hotel California Such a lovely place Such a lovely face Plenty
run like Omar on the wire I'm the only rapper you know that stay on the run I'm the only rapper you know that stay with a gun I'm a hustla' OG's love
my bezey I used to push a Chevy I rather cop a Bentley And stunt on these niggas 'till my tank on empty This gangsta shit is in me The money I got plenty
So Far To Go Hey old friend, together Side by side and year by year The road was filled with twists and turns Oh but that's the road that got us here
a road We must travel There's a promise We must make 'Cause the riches Will be plenty Worth the risk And chances that we take There's a dream
take your time) Grind your body to the bassline (make me lose my mind) Shake that thing your mama gave you (its too big to ide) Its a blessing that she
it to I'm such a fool trying to find the good in you My heart crys out and it sangs a sad song My mind says toughen up girl leave that man alone cause
know he left you lonely But he don't deserve you baby Hot damn doe, here we go again, Here's another lesson that I'm teaching by some man, He told you that
Table a yoke was carved for my neck was tailor made o my Dolly was a weak not a burdened girl treat her to a piece of vaudville a Wintergarden
walking through a suicide door The dollar bill say in God we trust It's funny cause money is the only god he trust And she say that she a Christian, but
VERSE 2 You're a soldier - follow your orders to fight Don't get caught up in wordly ways, you're on a mission for Christ Be an athlete - that means you
never complain They like the way I do the damn thing! [Chorus] [Verse 3: Brother Marquis] I love it when a bitch be like pro-per A hooche with a coochie that
seeing you How hard? Hard like a rock, When you make that pussy pop! [Chorus 2x: Luke] Pop that pussy! Heyyy! Pop that pussy, baby! Pop that pussy! Pop, pop that