these is flawless Send him 50 cent a day I can see he starvin I got R&B bitches givin me me®?ge's Deep massages I could hear Eazy talkin Tellin me to
gangsta like Hennesy and Alizay, thug passion Ride or die til they kill me and put me in thugs mansion Gang bangin, this California life-style got me heated They want me
it's me i'm playing pool with johnston gerald, in boston and i, i'm coming home on sunday, i think but maybe monday give a call if you like and tell me
high it's only promising This place was made on you Tell me baby what's your story Where you come from And where you wanna go this time Tell me lover
and a political porn the bible is right and all your native culture is wrong next thing you know you telling me 'bout making a song come in the studio, and tell me
places they're longing to go To places they're longing to go I remember the tall dark Irish rose Who held me in my limousine And slept with me under
had a boxing champ in a headlock When he gets out I'll regret it Got keys to a car Picked up a girl from Boston Spa Fast food and cinema It's not worth
-h-m-o-z (my oozie) So me, yes me, call me Weezy West b Cause I'm wilder than the mothafuckin' wild west be I'm so ready, are you ready for me, Young
Uh-huh... [Verse 1:] Now every club promoter wanna bid like auction Cause we pack show Cel-tics like Boston You see me in the lobby taking pics I'm flossin
Source!) And you go on and have marshall, nigga! (Detroit niggaz, nigga you ridaz nigga!) HOLLA AT ME! ([Female:] "Welcome to Detroit Cityyyyy! ") COME, HOLLA AT ME
know Remember those guys in Scotland? What about New York? Boston? Oh, look at this guy I know (Hi girls, what's happening?) Not you! Well Hey dog get away from me
Had some trouble on the way I never thought we'd get here But we made it just the same The flight over was real rough So could you lead me to a beer I
need to be Be with them, all your friends Claim the clippers is playin' Boston I won't be sloppy seconds again Do you want to play with me, or play with them? Tell me
told me Everything's gonna be alright I wish I had a dollar for all the times somebody told me Everything's gonna be alright I've been lost in Boston