I got enough money to free all the stars He ain't lyin If you sellin we ain't buyin If you got it on ya block You best believe we supplyin' From a key
Your parents had it planned We're almost like them? Fun, racist professional sports Management gets the real rewards Multi national owned evening news If we believe
I'm thrilled and delighted...I can't believe there's 128,000 people out there... "FEENTASTIC!" Ah! Ah! Thank you... But I would like to thank you, you lovely bunch
Who da boss Who da boss, Who da boss When we switch roles I let it be known Im Da boss [Verse 2:] When you see baby girl nigga rockin red Best believe
My Niggaz Puttin It Down Nigga And Yeah Ridin Big Is My Crown Nigga Holdin My Rounds Nigga-Holdin My Town My Nigga (Believe That) To Be The Boss That
Hot cookin, sittin pretty, shiny smokes Up in the fine cuisine, sup a little wine with my folks A bunch of filthy rich niggaz that be grindin the most Bunch
up your crotches and fuck up your process Bouncing in like even saying adios or even buenos notches Have y'all niggaz wildin having a fit Flame throwing lyrics like a bunch
strikin had you swellin Cruisin in my Lands, watch the police how they be gellin Lock you up for days and got a nigga ass smellin Yo FUCK THAT! You best believe
wearing sandals This is for example! Shit will make a nigga curse When worse comes to worse, you be the first to disperse now We don't BELIEVE your man
multi-platinum sellin' Cd, I was a baby, maybe I was just a couple of months, my faggot father must have had his pantie's up in a bunch, cause he split
Let us paint a scenery in a color we can see Switch the news off, go to sleep fight the tears in misery I've exchanged my childhood dreams for a bunch of make-believes
up along, I want you to turn your lights off Turn your shit up, can you feel me? You see, I've had my heart broken a bunch of times I've been on this
Sagittarius The most philosophical of all the signs But anyway, I don't believe in it I think it's a bunch of bullshit, myself But I tell you this
t Realize How Cold It Gets During The Winter But Listen... [Verse 1:] I Met This New Girl Late June Or Early July I Called Her A Bunch Of Times But She
been messing with wayne People getting jealous I can see they expressions have changed They seemed to love me when this shit was goin nowhere And now they got a bunch