so easy Loving you could be so great Loving you would be so easy Loving you could be so great Maybe a change would keep me high Stop me thinking and wondering why
so easy Loving you could be so great Loving you could be so easy Loving you could be so great Maybe a change will keep me high Stop me thinking and wondering why
one I knew that I respected (WHY?) Didn't know why, didn't know what I was livin was a lie If I ain't shit then, why should I try See, plenty niggaz die
feel the ill touch Gal them ball and gal them a scream De think ita love but a lust, Thats why a bad gal beside is a must for I bust Shes the angel
know that home is home And when I get there I'mma sit there Take a {shit} there put my {dick} there Do I handle my business? {shit} yeah I'mma run till I bust
girl Baby, baby B-baby, baby Hey [Verse 1: Baby Bash (Carlos Olivero)] I'm out here stackin' duckies Playboy all about my bunnies That's why I love it
the dreams... I be sayin though same thing that will make you laugh will make you cry That's how we know man, why that's why I be sayin though taken
it tight on the cool Down low on the hush, take our time don't need to rush You in my mind like cannabus, with a freaky way you make me bust Freaky deaky
I, (bust) I bet I bust I bet I bust (I, I) Matter of fact, gimme 15 minutes and a bag of bud I bet I bust [B.o.B] Bust, bust, bu-bu-bust Yeah, on bud
later he isa (D-D-Daddy) I busted condem wrapper And a one way to Seattle The nigga got to skippin just like (Daddy) Now Isnt it ironic What her daughter has in common with her That's why
bet I, (bust) I bet I bust I bet I bust (I, I) Matter of fact, gimme 15 minutes and a bag of bud I bet I bust [B.o.B:] Bust, bust, bu-bu-bust Yeah, on
the street So be happy that I rock them slumped back in the seats Being broke is a joke, I never found it funny That's why I count my blessings as much
I ain't been living the same, since I moved under Silvia Rone's roof Why would I feel like I'm a stranger? And why should I feel like I'm in danger?
nigga I'm that shit I leave the begging ungh! [Cassidy] That's what I'm talking about Now Fab, spit at these niggaz and let them know why they ain't
I don't drive lex Games so bickery, so full of trickery Nursery, rhyming, hickory, dickory Blowing that side, the hood call it pickory, Biggie, puffy, busta
