My hand in yours, together in thought Adjoined by love, that was what I was taught Well in your eyes, I can see my crime I?m stealing the love and wasting
blow it like trial, Panatella Dutchy wine in my tall glass, Young Money baby, big shit like a horse ass, Stacks in my backpack, shades on, hat back, Bugatti matte
am so outrageous I wear my pride on my sleeve like a bracelet If god had a iPod, I'd be on his playlist My phrases amazing, the faces and places, the favorite My
see On your TV that rates worse than PG Just bring your ass to where they got me So you can feel the hand of the dead body Nigga don't believe that
to my homies a whether b Fred dogg s p double e d y cause that's my type of guy Dewalt evans and bigj ski into the muthafuckin job done by my boy joe
my long joint, ready to get some Looking at my board and my old boots Seeing a waist deep champagne moment of truth And on the court I've got game like my brother Matt
brought to you by the letters 'G' and 'K' MATT What? LUCAS G and K fool! There both intense They enhance your X experience! NADIA Professor- LUCAS Exibit A: K! Powder, white
got no job, but I stay sharp Can't pay my rent, cause all my money's spent But that's OK, cause I'm still fly Got a quarter tank gas in my new E-class
shit's getting out of hand I'm changing my middle name to first Trem Because I'm walking on the rhythm like Philippe Petite I've got holes in my mouth where my
yeah) Ice and the white gold in my chain Raisin' the trunk and showin' my bang Hoes on the swangs while the doors color change Nah I won't let the change go to my
We true dons, makin' glass on the cash is on Get my head right and smash yours moms, kid She chose me, the bitch greased my palms [Feniksi] I'm comin
you see on your tv That rates worse than PG Just bring your ass to where they got me So you can feel the hand of the dead body Chorus:(Repeat 2X)
I never HEAT you for respect, unless you GREET me with less I got a skunk, in my trunk I'm lyin, I got a pump in my trunk Your dyin, how many lumps niggaz
the lake i saw your face in a dream, i heard your name in a vision i give myself a season before i make a decision my knees will be steady and my hands
I wear my pride on my sleeve like a bracelet If God had an iPod, I'd be on his playlist My phrases amazes the faces in places The favourite, huh My cup
your hands Cause I done paid my dues Uh, It don't matter how much that, it don't matter how much for this Put it on my neck and my wrist White ones,
in my hand Bustin' it loud to the crowd The age is 20, I'm from the south! [CHORUS:] [ANITA:] Be a part, break my heart Get ready for this, mind your
