This is for ma mom, who is always givin me love The real love even if I was chillin with thugz Nd I'm sorry for the time that I made u cry How I wasn
yes so fly, bubbalicious oh yes so fly, bubbalicious oh yes so fly, bubbalicious oh yes so fly (oh yeaaaa... oh yeaaaa...) chorus (2x) (Thanks to Kookie for
s the truth mama Yes, you know I wouldn't lie Well, if I don't love you baby I swear I hope I die Oh baby, don't you want a man like me? Yeah baby, don
dance hall closes at two Yes, I know it's the weekend, mama And everybody's having fun Yes, the weekend, baby And everybody's having fun But when it's time for
and I'm so glad I'm so glad, I'm so glad, I'm so glad baby That you put it on me If I hollered for help The doctor would come If I asked for medicine
calm in the cut You know me? I can spot a Swan from a Duck My approach? Smoother than an Armani tux The diamonds going off, like the alarm on a truck
out of Brooklyn a baby mama snatcher named Ghetto Invisible set glow Full clip to let go Back in the metro Fresh off the jet though Fifty grand richer from a
they all been waiting for playboy (ok) we here now we in the house now for sure check this out, im tired of playing games and yes im definantly sure
, yeah, yeah TRACY Hey mama, hey mama, Take my hand EDNA First let's make a pit stop At the wiener stand TRACY Hey mama, hey mama, Take a
reminds me of a little poem by cheri that i heard one morn' that talked about a woman: "There is a woman in Somalia scraping for bones on the roadside. There's a
a lot, nobody's helping me whether they see it or not [x2] Going thru a lot, thru a lot, thru a lot Going thru a lot, thru a lot, thru a lot
for you "No--" No soup for you "No--" No soup for you "No--" I'm eating real good, nigga "No soup for you" "No soup for, for, for you" I got no time
alone damn I miss you Ay when we first met you was too tense for me to get through And then I got you loose it's like a glove how I fit you Your two lips
Yeaa holla at ya boy baby... I'm not like them 22 Black coupe black rim... ice grin... ice neck... ice wrist Looking for a nice bitch Whip cost a 100
while thumpin' for a ride my homies pass me up It's all gravy, when I'm able I'm a showin' all somthin' From a hopte to a foreign, I'm ballin' it's all
nothing but the best herb With a grandaddy size cup of codiene, straight eight over ice nigga yes sir I'm leaning like I need a V8, representing for
packed) Er body grooving. (Go) All these classy chicks. Mama you an A student. Cute and Thick. Got me 'bout to loose it. I can see yo A** for evidence
