that I reach and clutch Lean on when I need that crutch Baby girl yea I know this much cause cause cause Everytime we touch [Chorus:] Cause everytime we touch I
Close your eyes And trusted, just trusted Have you ever thrown A fist full of glitter in the air Have you ever looked fear in the face And said I just
q?s I?m splitting hairs to Match the faces All night long I?ll hunt for you Let me show you what I mean Sangre Sonando De rabia naci Now this
's just some things that I never forget: I remember green suits on a Black mayor; I remember nine-millimeter child slayers; I remember all the times that
:] I get money, I-I get money I-I get money (tell em) I get I get (What I get nigga?) I get I get money Money I got I-I get money, money I got I-I get
cause I'm a motherfucking fool with my hand tool, and I'm not afraid to use it) Cause everyday, a nigga be busting for fun When I be clutching my guns
. Drastic] I'm on a whole nother level, now I'm running for the devil When I finally get the shovel, I'ma bury him mayn Bringing true to the game, so I
that's alright I got jesus and I can conversate with him all night Give me a split that's what I'm asking Cause I get reary ducking haters as they passing I wish I
rounds Fuck y'all, I hate you motherfuckers to death Remember times, when I stopped niggas from clutching your chest I live in bulletproof vests, but it seems The only time I
I'm identified by pain in my verse And will the final face I see be a nurse, for what its worth I wanna die while I'm sleeping, not while I'm creeping
right now Mean what I say and I say what I mean, nigga like me don't play with a beam When I pull my gun, then I'ma use my gun And I ain't tripping, I
for them fuckers, that trying P.H. with snorkels Got a trunk full of clutches, blinding mine make you stutter I blow like a hurricane, so close all your shutters See I wants everything, and everything I
these drugs I'm in it to win it and I don't want to lose But I slowed down my hustle cause I'm digging you And I, won't keep on hogging you Even though
like me I'm so phoney I'm lonely I take too much, I taste your touch I'm automatic there's no clutch C'mon baby, baby c'mon (x4) I think you
't just like me I'm so phoney I'm lonely I take too much, I taste your touch I'm automatic there's no clutch C'mon baby, baby c'mon (x4) I think you
laugh With the quick speed, I'll make your nose bleed I ride the pre-menstrual cycle Forget about Michael Now here's the big blast, I like the big catch I
the quick speed I'll make your nose bleed I ride the premenstral cycle Forget about the michael Here's the big blast I like the big cash I hits the big
the fellas be teamin But see I hate male groupies, so jus steop the hell off Look but don?t touch as I bail off, handle, wheel, and the clutch I love what I