working da 9 to 5 To keep my contract did i say 9 i meant one thirty Im no early birdy i'm working da nine to five (So you gotta...do...sum...ite...
(feat. Lady Sovereign) (La la la...) I wake up late every morning managers calling I'm still yawning Get up wake up hair and makeups Waiting for you
When you need someone to hold you When you feel cold and alone Try to find a way to warm yourself But you don't no what to do This is for those who
You know all the things I've said You know all the things that we have done And things I gave to you there's no chance for me to say How precious you
you There's nothing more that i want but you Just believe what i say 2x Its not a game i'm trying to play 2x Never felt this way before 2x Now I love
Baby listen to me I want you to tell me the truth Stop being an actor Don't put my love into your game Can't you see I love you more then you know Can
I thought this would be the end of my life When you told me you're no longer in love with me I thought (the) sun will never rise again When you told
had eight, but I got ten mo' Off beat and on beat, old school like Beat Street I stink like pop's feet, make sweat wit no heat Verse 2: [Timbaland]
Retire from the game, and still get fully paid Yeah It's the Dope House prophet Thirty-five and forty-five in the state, keep it poppin' Boy, what you
what it is I'm a Dope House profit, suckers can't stop it They might got muscle, but they got no logic And I got a big heart, by the size of a lion Five
x2] [Bun B:] Shit I remember back in the game, it was tough No matter what a nigga had, it was never enough See if I had five I wanted ten, and if I
show And any nigga would be a damn fool, not to go You rap about Amsterdam nigga, I really been And over there, you could get ten blunts for ten I smoke
stay, but I don't pay! Uhh!! Uhh!! Now throw that pussy!! [Chorus] [Verse 2: Fresh Kid Ice] Booty clubs where niggas go Spendin' flow for stripper hoes And table-tops cost five
no I got MINE, f**k THEM OTHER SUCKERS, that's the mentality Jealous-a*s bustaz, make it hell for us [Chorus: 2Pac and harmonizing vocals repeat 2X]
no I got MINE, f**k THEM OTHER SUCKERS, that's the mentality Jealous-a*s bustaz, make it hell for us [Chorus: 2Pac (and harmonizing vocals) repeat 2X
fourth deadly venom (Nigga, yaknowhatI'msayin? Fuck that! I told you, we takin over, yo 'Pac.) Verse Five: 2Pac Five deadly venomz verse five be the
never hit rock Cause then we gonna run up in your spot Screamin' get the fuck on the floor, give us the Ro' (Repeat) [Verse 2 - Nature] Aiyyo, aiyyo
your soul Blindfolds and mind control kid its time to roll Cuz'I taking MC's opperating like empties Send freeze through your chest, worth ten G's Or