problems from the 90s and the 2 thou Theres no reason to have a friend or two now Cuz the kids ready to tell you how he feel and a few vows Maybe I speak
(feat. Tamia) Babygirl (I'll really like) Desert Storm (yeah) I can't really explain it I'm so into you now I wanna be more than a friend to you now
it Could'ntit last like that I doubt it Come on girl let's laugh about it The way you see the world neat Your in sun and clouds n peaks Please be my friend
want a girl like that (....................) I need a girl like that (out late night) You need a girl like that Hey hey hey hey (with a tongue ring) I want a girl like
have plenty We'll never crash and burn We'll never crash and burn Everyone is love Everywhere is love No bother sit down And a-go on like you a
never know I felt the acid in my stomach rise above my throat as I dialled There was a message from my mother From about 7a.m. said I?ve forgotten what you sound like
to do These hoes do anything, our wish is like a genie do A nigga by a point, here take the nina too I get a chick to come and serve you like Serena do
you in a picture frame. Fuck nigga put you on a milk carton, we shootin pistols ova here no martial artin, Maserati Martin. Beamer or a Benz, passenger nobody muthafuck a friend
all the homies use to laugh at me, because I was broke You would make a plate for me, and we might sip a six or a fo' And even though you had a nigga,
a demon cuz won't nobody come near me People laugh at me because I ain' got respect like faith F**k respect I do this to keep a ride and a place Will
S.U.C. My nigga never had a hateful bone, in his body And all he said was yes, he never said no to anybody I ain't never, had a friend like him I'm feeling
Screw the king of the chop, yeah king of the chop He the reason now, a lot of these motherfuckers hot But they ain't hollin' at Mama and Papa Screw, like
I'm 'pose to be a rap star, dig these blues a nigga ain't Seen the states in two months, I'm in the kitchen as a crack star What a wonderful way, to
cause a hoe K-I double L-A-K-L-A-N to the B to the A to the M, gotta represent Never know with a lifestyle, with a five dolla with a mile Gotta get my
my crib up with weed Freestyling to beats, and smoking on fire sweet and parlay You should of got a purple heart, for living in a war everyday If he's really a friend
on my rims And when I pull up hoes be like, I know that's him [Z-Ro] Sometime I flip in a cream Caddy, sometime I flip in a Fleetwood You know the one
me Even if they doubt me haters im off limits Blowin cake Ohh yea I make desert for a livin So many times I swear I spare my last one hundred Like a
seein' it Harmed a girl like Monica Everyday be like Hanukkah And change my mind again Hide off like to find a friend I call her "enemy" She says i act like