the time I didn't have this cash Wouldn't call, wouldn't give me your number I couldn't see ya like stevie wonder I made a hit record Now I got money You wanna play
I didn't ever wanna sing this song again Didn't ever wanna sing this song again Didn't ever wanna sing this Ever wanna sing this song again And I, and I don't
admiring the seen, inhaling fumes of flowers that breathe. jet lagged eyes are begging for an hour to sleep although my blood shot whites and iris's they
bay So now Ja thinks that he's so tough And Murder Inc.'s the big bad wolf And they go huff and puff and blow our label down But our building's made
baby I don't dance not that I can't there's a pis--l in my pants [Chorus: Fat Joe + (Lil Jon in backround)] Said my nnniz don't dance we just pull
'm sick right into show, riding on lolo's puffing on coco, my bitch in Manolo's don't f-ck with the dodo's, I sling for dumb hoes I playing, I aint got
im gettin me some digits fo i leave up out this mug And it's like oh pal, wam, bam, thank you ma'am I ain't kissin you on the lips, but ill be glad to
song she?s your African Queen on the next one she?s a joke And you ain?t said no words that I haven?t heard, but that ain?t no compliment It only insults
the world in great distances And ain't a place that I know that bear resemblance That's why we it The Planet Not a borough or a prov, it's our style that's
? Do they do the same shit when the defendant face is white? If white boys doing it, well, it's success When I start doing, well, it's suspect Don't
Nah, his blood fucked my white leather up Ten G's down the drain Yo hurry up, we got to get him up Get the sheets son, let's fix him up Lock the door
That there's weapons in Iraq, and the President's clean When it's on, thinkin you can trust police Every black is a beast and our women are cheap And
entices passion to grow But if it's not passion, for which you search Then use the song as a massage after a hard day's work And if it's true that music
out, smack some nuns Then flip and do a song with country music and shit Don't ever play LOX for no fucking retard 'Cause your dough ain't that long that you can't
Aiyyo, can you hear me out there? Aiyyo turn me up, nobody can hear me out there That's good, it's all fucked up now Y'all know it's all fucked up
you love it and just play shit Cause we don?t just make songs, we make statements We try our best to survive, and keep our heads to the sky, , it?s that
BU-BUCKA-BU-BUCKA-BUCKA-BLAOW!!! [Billy Danze] Ayo let's do it for the hood Where there's alotta homicides at Where killers ride at, and OG's reside at It's