Trevor Trevor's still locked up, Lake's gettin his cheddar Cory changed his name to ahh, whatever Cornchip, Buckwheat look-a-like? It's 'Mega Right, '
shit, how to throw that shit Talked about that sex like I was used to it Lying about how many you used to kiss In the hallways, all day, 'till it was
Safe Trip Baby [Verse 2:] Now It's Just Us Both I've Got The Controls In The Middle Of Darkness Girl Relax And Just Flow I'm About 2 Twinkle It And Touch
a job pourin tar up on da roof. Dat boy had it hard, no facade it's da truth, So now when I menage and get massaged it's da proof. Proof's in da pudding
roof Even once had a job pourin top on her roof Dat boy had it hard no forsaw it's da truth So now wen I manaj and get massaged it's da proof Proofs
It's all about the lyrics, it's not about the ego Quick to make a jam and slam sound like the pro that I am It's profound, like the kids from the underground
Snoopy I paid my duce and now it's time to make a change Gotta make that move There is a time and place for everything [Repeats] Don't worry about your
couldn't do it no more I had to sit you down And make you my wife and... (yaa) Cold thing But you know It's a cold gain... (goal gain) It's so real I
didn't see 'em it's the Eastside boys We be mobbin, like a motherfuckin cut Dirty dealt, lil' sag, lil' jay, lil' Chuck Two times, trey times on yo' motherfuckin ass Keep it
it is fucking newlyweds Didn't mean to do it but you did slut [proof:] Devilish she's never to be faithful Credit or fee it's better that she's tranquil
That's how I feel, let my partnaz and my momma know Keep it real, all the disrespect has got to go I disrespect, she is selfish, she don't hide it Though
me that she's been gettin' intimate with men Syd, shut the fuck up Here's the number to my therapist Tell him all your problems, he's fuckin' awesome
it spins and turns In a factory in a street called Bread in East Belfast Where Georgie knows best What it's like to be Daniel in the lion's den Got so
But she?s a southern pearl Something about her took my breath away Her love it hit me like a hurricane Chorus And she?s like Joy riding in a 57 coup
x2] It's too late for apologies fuck your sorrow Doin' it one day at a time yellin' "Fuck tomorrow!" In the streets it's crack, guns, and infected bitches
dipper, wrist glitter nigga Hold up love Every time you see Jigga man I'm rollin' on dubs Don't forget about them blades shit choppin' it up It's the
time we destroy and rebuild it They say, the bridge is over, the bridge is over Nah we the strongest hood but it's this cowards they kill us So now