up the phone and then put it down 'Cause I know I'm wasting my time And I don't mind I remember when we kissed I still feel it on my lips The time that
in a place It's what time will erase in my heart You're my type of guy I guess If I was stuck in East Northumberland High For the rest of my life But
cause I won't answer the phone Stay out of my life baby just leave me alone And it's such a shame to say that we'll never be the same I never wanna kiss
often see me floatin', but my shadow it weighs a ton Call it baggage, I use it all to advantage But I can't make you love me This time it's on you And
ride, ride, ride I need a girl to be ma wife Nobody else, she's all mine I need a girl in ma life Yo, now I have had a lot of women in my lifetime But see it's
s like Beethoven It's gonna stay like that till the pearly gates open [P. Diddy] And here we go {overlaps Verse's last line} Aiyyo, let's get it where it
(Who?) Eightball & MJG (that's right) We got it man (c'mon) from Harlem to Tennessee Let's roll through 'em, how I call it is how I see it (that's right
that sh**, do it Do that sh**, do that sh**, do it Do that sh**, do that sh**, do it Do that sh**, do that sh**, do it Let's play a game, let's pretend
to find ya route (haha) It's ill when MC's used to be on other shit (yeah, c'mon) Took home "Life after Death" and they studied it (that's right) Listened
my niggaz is at? Where my niggaz is at? Where the fuck my bitches at? Where my bitches is at? We got the real live shit Fuck y'all niggaz wanna do It's
Woo) They be like (woo) Now who that there? ([Female voice:] Oh girl, that's Loon) [Verse 2 - Loon] Uh, check it out yo, check it out now Why's you
s pulling up in three, multi-coloured fleet Y'all sour me, my summers sweet Kiss my mother feet Hate just makes chop em as they creek Life forever sweet Life
got it but I won't give it up, shorty Step it up for me and I'll give you everything All my life, all my love, I give you my fortune and fame I'll even
rookie? But my features and my show's ten times your pay? 50K for a verse, no album out Yeah, my money's so tall that my Barbie's gotta climb it Hotter