Sad You Know I Gotta Leave Cant Stay You Know Im Coming Back Another Day I Gotta Get Back To Stacking Cheese But When I Try To Go Baby Said Please Verse
kick off them shoes there ain't bitty whose toes as pretty as those That blonde hair look good, straight down, bun or the braids And I ain't gon' talk
like an HBO feature at night a quarter-pound of sand in my un-released nikes bitch say I'm hot smoking on by the night nigga you don't know about the
ain't real at all Mirror mirror on the wall, is it right, is it wrong It ain't hard, swear to god, these niggas ain't real at all [Verse 2: Bun B] Say
will die fucking with that Ro He ain't never been a bitch he ain't never been no hoe Don't know how to be a broad don't know how to be a mark I put the
I'd rather be free, up in the streets collecting money From weed to drank, a long currensy just like Bun B There go the the laws my nigga, don't let em
't keep my focus My only love was for extras, and overs Fuck all you niggaz, don't make me slap the fuck out all you niggaz If it ain't related to making
, nigga so don't start You don't wanna end your life, on a bad note Get lost in gun smoke, niggas better take notes From neopacknol, you ain't getting
nigga so don't start You don't wanna end your life, on a bad note Get lost in gun smoke, niggas better take notes From neopacknol, you ain't getting nothing
who don't respect a nigga After you finish your collard greens and cornbread Get you a glock, and come around here where my mom stayin' [Chorus] [Bun B
't walk through it What is it? I thought you knew it It was the streets nigga, my seat used to hit it when I didn't have no wheels to go get it M J fuckin
the moment you've all been waitin' for Sho' nuff, sho' nuff A Jazze Phizzle produc-shizzle Eightball and MJG! Bun B, Slim Thug, let's go [Hook:] [Slim
you don't grab it If you don't go braggin, I'ma let you have it You think that I'm teasin, but I ain't got no reason I'm sure that I can please ya, but
ain't gotta keep dealin it a south nigga....give a fuck if you ain't feelin it UGK for life bitch an underground boss disrespect and that's a line you don't
a fully-grown man, with a fully-blown plan, with a fully-loaded clip. I'm a go up in your shit. I don't play with little kids, I spank that ass, boy you
don't be scared of the dre [Rock City:] You have no idea why you started But guess this is your final warning And boy we don't care who your callin
wanna talk down a knot, but they just mad cause they ain't hot They ain't got the cash that I got, They don't know what my hood 'bout They don't know
(feat. U.S.D.A. & Bun B) [Verse 1: Young Jeezy] Now I ain't really got time for the he say, she say yellin ova tracks like a motherfuckin DJ Dey beggin
