right y'all, we more than rough, we callin your bluff And when it comes to rhymes... (Brick City) [Pos] Yo, don't scandalize mine I spent too much time
! Bonjour! Bonjour! [Belle:] There goes the baker with his tray, like always The same old bread and rolls to sell
prince in disguise - BOOKSELLER If you like it all that much, it's yours! BELLE But sir! BOOKSELLER I insist. BELLE Thank you. Thank you very much
They be starin at the money like its unfamiliar I get it I live it To me theres nothings realer Just enough to solve your problems Too much would kill
be starin at the money like it's unfamiliar, I get it, I live it, To me there's nothings realer, Just enough to solve your problems, Too much would kill
my momma wouldn't condone Counting everything I own in my muthaf-cking ZONE, I'm up too high somebody come get me down down down down Said I'm up too
up girl I seduce you with loot that I throw in the air The e-pit the apple my money was there I love the big apple cause they love a playa I'm tryin'
jew confused Too much cash on my honeys falling out my? Yellow wrist party bitch I'm the shit Big gucci called swizz let's make a hit Too things in this
like it huh? Yea thats the way you love me huh? Its alive its alive rounds kill the eyes I bring the bitch back like frankenstein I push break bread
Beanie: Nigga, you gonna hear me out [Jay-Z] I wanted to walk just like him (remember?) wanted to talk just like him (word) often momma said I look too much
these mean streets None of my friends speak We're all trying to win, but then again Maybe it's for the best though, 'cause when they're seeing too much
't care what you said Y'all can choke on a shit sandwich with no bread [Chorus] [Tha Trademarc] I don't smile as such, buddy, ain't much funny You touchy
who is tapping his foot to a tune, and your thighs are a ruin, you want too much, let's say you came back some time too soon. I loved your master
You Respect Due Pay Yours Nigga Mines Under Tha Seat By My Feet Wheres Yours Nigga Too Much Hoarse Liquor Huh! Too Much Pressure Too Much Force Too Much
beef when we meet then I'm spaying shit up Prraat prraat.I ain't saying too much and that's that Cause that cat you embracing with love Might clap that
more colors than the game Simon Says Go lights out And mami on forty-fifth she said she "Diked Out" And she ain't like too much of stick, but got tha