----------------------------------- (Man Make Sick!) (man who make you sick!) MAN WHO MAKE YOU SICK! MAN WHO MAKE YOU SICK! MAN WHO MAKE YOU SICK! MAN WHO MAKE
this abyss You screaming as I walk out that I'll be missed But when you spoke of people who meant the most to you You left me off your list Fuck you
Hate) [Bow Wow] (Talking) I kno it make all ya?ll haters real sick huh? (Bitch where my money?) Two young niggas getting money man You can hate on us all you want man
't stoppin', we champagne poppin' Girl, I got shit that your man ain't coppin' You could hop in when your man ain't watchin' Give you one option, temperature
just how you got into debt You lost when you nodded your neck Through the vest, through the chest that you tried to protect Take the voice that you try to project, check Darin' you
what's my name? Now Brooklyn, Queens, Manhattan, Staten Uptown, what now?! Let's make it happen [P. Diddy Talkin] New York motherfuckers! If you can make it here, you can make
me some money, you can give me some cars But you can give me the bitch make sure you pass the Courvoisier Give me some shit, you can give me the cribs You
the flicks, would you be all on my dick? When we fuckin', you let a nigga call you bitch. When you suckin', what make you swallow all of my shit? Shoulda treated you
! You know the deal (You know the deal) If ya on this ting and you ain't talkin shit I'ma see ya when you make a mill When you make a mill Yo I was never
I know, I know it couldn't have happen without you, without you , uhu, without you, uhu I know it couldn't have happen without you, without you, without
so sucker free, I swear You don't know me homie you can get the fuck from round here I don't care who you will, who you with or who you know Let's be
Thank you, thank you Thank you, you're far too kind Now can I get an encore, do you want more Cookin' raw with the Brooklyn boy So for one last time
could I be a star? Does fame in this game have to change who you are? Or could I be the same one who came from a faraway life Just to make it in these
could I be a star This fame in this game have to change who you are Could I be the same one who came from a far away life? Just to make it in this Broadway
trap game made me we used to be good friends now she cant stand me her man aint G her man aint me her man cant be what her man cant be my jewelery game
you'll never guess who's knocking at your door People hit the floors Yeah, tonight ladies, you gon get divorced Girl, forget remorse, I'ma hit you broads with Chris's paws like you
then} I'll be making you my lady S E got me going crazy Anything that you want me to do I'll do anything 'cause I'm feeling you Off in the club girl you
