love me I miss him more than he'll ever know Tell him he was My everything He was more than just a flame And I need him I miss him And if you see him Tell him
O-N, slash often Comma, burnin niggas often They call me Drag-On, I'm hot scorchin Keep the block roastin Light a dutch wit the flames comin, toastin In my eyes you could see
verbally paint pictures, I'm the hood's best storyteller This about a young boy dealing with the older fellas Promised him the lives you see on TV He
so much more, if you'd just ask he is not a beast of burden animal to work your farm don't hang him up, to bleed him dry don't snap his back or twist
boy's mouth and when they're shit-scared that a mighty fire could start with a tiny flame man, they call out your name Shit-scared of a tiny flame, even
boy's mouth and when they're shit-scared that a mighty fire could start with a tiny flame man, they call out your name shit-scared of a tiny flame, even
and the fire Verse 1: Seh she nuh care, a could har bwoyfren bredren him have money and bling bling so she go bed wid him Ketch disease see it deh
she was again wit him, dancin' [Hook] She kept her rhythm, her feet to the floor She dipped down, she did the twirl and she shook it some more She's
a choker that matches your coat not fit to be tied the mirror it makes it all clearer as you stand alone and can see your behind in the mirror you can see
love me Then she loves me not But she don't hate me, if I kick her out my spot Cause darling lately seems, we've been growing apart I don't know how much more
eat and I'll make sure of it And he who don't believe I'll make dessert of him *Sherbet* him, I mean, shame on him Or her, Carter father of This rap thang
in here, a milli in there Sicilian bitch with long hair with coke in her dairyaire Like smokin the thinnest air, I open the lamborghini Hopin them crackers see
got boys that got toys to stop noise See, when me ride off in the Hummer, leave him set empty Now him catch three 'cause him want beef Now, me tried to
and the lamplight over him streaming throws his shadow to the floor I love she who hates me more I love she who hates me more and my soul shall not be
the jaw) [Verse] See I caught 'em wit a right hook, caught 'em wit a jab Caught 'em wit an uppercut, kicked 'em in his ass Sent him on his way cause