you yeah yeah Kool like you yeah yeah I want more credit cards, I want designer clothes I wanna plastic girl, I wanna Mercedes too I have a great job, I have my
payed and came with lust My aims for trust Cuzz my womans pain is enough Dont want my marrige ending stranger then us But just here recently My brains corrupt One night my
they want from us? Who do they think they are? (Slime creatures, slime creatures) Why don't they leave me alone? (Slime creatures, slime creatures.) They're really getting on my
too hard to live locked in my skin Locked in my skin I can't sit around and read a book The pages always shaking way too much Locked in my skin, it's
us? (Slime creatures) Who do they think they are? (Slime creatures, slime creatures) Why don't they leave me alone? (Slime creatures, slime creatures) They're really getting on my
on the block that the cops tryin to lock you for? Can't believe you blowin' the spot Lord My chick is buggin', she trippin' My dick keep slippin' out my
know I'ma speak my mind you speak yours Uh huh, uh huh (2x) [e-40] Traffic at a standstill Traffic backed up in the chi-town Interstate 55 me and my
that's my shit) I can't get enough of it Either fuck with it or don't fuck with it Catch us in a middle of the crowd crazily bent When my cats attack
up another notch Hip hop got my spine smothered But I'll be fine brother My mind hovers above all you jive suckers Listen, that's word to my mother You
climb up another notch, hip-hop got my spine smothered But I'll be fine brother - my mind hovers above all you jive suckers wishin, that's word to my
the lock jaw My elevator don't go to the top floor I hold my breath 'cuz the O2 killed, I'm suffocating I can't pay my oxygen bill There's no tomorrow
one button, my roof open like a hard spot Make me throw my diamonds up, bitch, my life was hard knock Had so much kush and Ciroc, bitch, I think my heart
sell My soul My self-esteem a dollar at a time For one chance One kiss One taste of you my black madonna I'd sell My soul My self-esteem a dollar at
ain't no stopping us now, my ***** Hey, look, you could trip, clip spit, get your strip wet I got the rubber grip Smith and my rich sweats Player haters
They ain't no stopping us now, my nigga [Freck Billionaire:] Ya clip trip, clip spit Get your strip wet I got the rubber grip Smith and my rich sweats
