Well I remember staring up at your ceiling Remember thinking what a waste of time 'Cause I've forgotten why I bothered to call you And I've forgotten how when and why
Why you wanna turn on me? Never thought you would backstab me (Why y'all turnin on me?) When you niggaz see me you flee (Why me?) Cause I'm a T-H with
so much, I walk around with the charger When the D's come around, I'ma swallow my crack Shit the work out later, and hit 'em with that If it's a direct
some bad feelings Especially when you want a little sexual healing Girlfriend's pulling, family's pulling In every direction, everybody need money My lifestyle redefine how
that's real leave it for the dollar bill Niggas'll holler a??Kill Killa?? then start flexin When the shit poppin' off in my direction Nigga got a 17-shot
And nationwide...thats why my ass is wide Thats why your ass just died on the passanger side... Like a fuckin ride...when it got shot up by a drive by When
it on a hush she ridin dick Aint been satisfied much, she's been fakin That's why she callin me, guess what she's sayin [Mimi] Just hit me up when you
having a nice time with his little accordion ("Toto . . . !"), and this weird wind came up ("Toto . . . !"), direct from Glendale ("Toto . . . ! Toto . . . !"), blowing these terrible germs in his direction
't go your way So try not to be like that today `Cause i'm a real motherfucker from `round the way We don't give a fuck when we're rockin' the place
know what this is. So So Def) Why do we make up just to break up? Wanna be together but the world tryna take us In different directions and ain't even
:] Why you love me, really, so, so much? I'm just kiddin'! You know I feel the same, she giggles When she kisses me Like, I love it when she with me!
Give me a reason) (To pull off your tshirt) But I'm still ok And I don't know why (Tell me your secret) (I won't tell your boyfriend now) When you say
saved shit I guess that's why every juvenile is in the same predicament You wanna slang crack, or hold tecs, and do the concept You can't make loot, when
hectic on the power tip A brother gotta pay no matter how it get Face the facts, base the crack, taste the stacks last, and these suckers are back So when
Shaggy (chorus) My music got me on a mission I'm following my intuition Why don't you check the composition With this ya music when it hit you Say
