and you told me that you hate that nigga, talking about he a coward and you so happy that you ain't that nigga, cause he left your mama when she had you and
is she good as what she seems? Or am I lying to myself? Ay, should I try and get some help? (repeat 2x) Verse 2 Oh shit, she passed me on the boulevard
, get off me Bitch get off me, yeah, get off me Bitch get off me, now do that make me a liar? Get off me, get off me, get off me
on nigga patrol on American roads And when you travel abroad they got World Nigga Law Some folks get on a plane, go as they please But I go overseas and
' out too if you had somebody's flesh on you (People talking to me and calling my name) Motherfuckers, fuck ya'll niggaz, I ain't goin' crazy Sleepin' on couches and
'm holding the palm "Hey whats that on your menu?" from there we continued And talk about this and that we chit and chat, sipped on the Coke Then I stroked
You told me I would get it, you said it And boy did I get it but after you spanked me, you hugged me Kissed me on my forehead, told me that you love
goin' on, holla at me Game time, all I think about is bringin' home the trophy If your team is better mine, you really gotta show me Really gotta beat me, really gotta
goin on, holla at me Game time, all I think about is bringin home the trophy If your team is better mine, you really gotta show me Really gotta beat me, really gotta
how you can dawg me out Make me out, take me out Deep south, my hood got more slack Than eighty-eight cowboys ridin' on horse back Top that! the Mexicans
and get me Dip me in water 'cause this boy's fire Has got a hold of me Can't say I don't want it 'cause he really put it on me In a way that I don't
she did, she went and had a kid, no dad And just released her ass out the rehab You think she'd act like she don't know She's still a hoe but I'm checkin
skyscrapers Hater's you fly I fly paper She pop that thang she get that She make it hot like wasabi Look at that body on mommy She probably stand right beside me And
dope to calm me They came back and she was baby less And she was looking like a zombie Baby gone (Baby gone) Were we wrong (Hella wrong) Gotta move on (Gotta move on
him and I fill him with venom And have him chillin' and drilling me from the night to the morn' Baby, you gotta be taking over me, part of me, pardon
embrace With you my passion, Nina squeeze off seventeen, for sure Hold you ever so tightly, I love you Nina and never wanna let you go Miss Millimeter's making a mockery of motherfuckers gotta
That's why ***** **** with me and them ladies loving me They all put they trust in me 'cause I flip that killa man That's why ***** **** with me and them ladies loving me
met you and thank you for that And now you got us lookin' like Jaz and Jay T-Mac and Carter Neef, gotta work harder Neef Shit, we runnin' with S. Carter Neef Dame and