[Fabolous] This is why they f-ck with me: right after the head I tell em I gotta leave cause I?m trying to stay sucker-free They say I?m a dog, well that
the nearest roof and take the fast way down Thought it was love, how foolish of us I do me, she do her, sometimes we do eachother [Hook] [Lil Wayne - Verse 3
For Ya Tempo It's Just A Mental Written For The Nymphos That's A Intro Shook When You Rush Me Woke Up And Touched Why Do You Wanna F*Ck Me Just Cause
I know what she like, I know what she want, Yeah yeah [x3] My b-tch just like me so I know she want stunt, A taste of the good life, yeah I know what
never promised if you f*ck with him you get f*cked everynight that's a promise(promise), A n*gga real let you're friends hatin' f*ck them ho's bet me
my kush cloud Thought I was cute then, bitch how I look now How I look now, tell me how I look now How I look now, bitch look down [Verse 3:] I walk
Shades, Blowin haze, Everyday, [Chorus] [Verse 3: Birdman] Flip another hundred, Get another Hundred, Spend another Hundred, Burn another Hundred, Blow another Hundred, F-ck
I crush ya brain like a pill crusher, lets crush a pill yeah F-ck, I think I just crushed my last Tylenol 3 up Grab the key up off the counter till
marijuana was prescribed by a doctor Shove a typewriter up her Perez Hilton's ass, shit, almost forgot that He's always shoving something up his ass so why not that? And f-ck
beef laying on your kitchen floor otherwords I?m off the meat rack bring the beat back bring me two extension chords I?mma measure my dick shit i need 6 inches more f-ck
the n-gga Pimp owned it I threw some tints on it He would have loved it Put it down, put it down You know how I put it down, put it down [Drake - Verse 3
you stick your 28 year old d-ck in your child And now how it feel to be 52 and have a son that's a millionaire, and he don't f*ck with you, daddy! She
my pen cause I'm that n-gga turn your man into a vegetable Stripes validated like Clue I'm a professional Spit on video vixins, still f-ck Vida Guerra
a n-gga in a foreign wheel We all born to die, some of us born to kill If that don't wake you up I hope tomorrow morning will [Yelawolf: Verse 3] Never
him when he?s on to the next one Freeze [Chorus] [Verse 2] F-ck a throwback jersey cos we on to the next one, and f-ck that autotune cos we oohhhhn
