give a damn what they do for a living Everywhere we go we party just the same Getting all my fun With crazy little girls like you Playing all your games
no hands She said look ma no hands And not darling I don't dance And, I'm with Roscoe, I'm with Waka I think I deserve a chance I'm a bad mothafucka Gon
to me. Who here is fucking with me? It's not a discussion, I be in my own class, Bitch I got them cold raps. I fuck the world; I'll fuck your girl And
I don't dance and I'm wit Roscoe I'm with Waka I think I deserve a chance Imma bad motha fucka go and ask them mothafuckas A young handsome mothafucka I
I did, Yep I'm coming back around, you know I'm not backin down. [x2] I told my lawyer to get my back for all the crazy shit I did, Yep I'm comin back
ma no hands And no darlin' I don't dance and I'm with Roscoe I'm with Waka I think I deserve a chance I'm a bad motha fucka go and ask them mothafuckas
I'm Not Saying I'm Gonna Change The World But I Garantee That I Will Spark The Brain That Will Change the World Better Show Respect Before I Lose It
the passenger side I use to walk everywhere I had to show up Shoe hills, one down like wheel rubber, man I was about to go nuts Hopefully I would blow
if I blow my hard earned money, on anyone else but me I came to this bitch one deep, and that's how I'm gon go And the way I see it I owe nobody nothing
AKA King of Da Ghetto Representing Assholes By Nature [Z-Ro:] I always been a soldier, but I never did look for no wars I walk with God, but I still
law Everywhere I lay my head, dere been homicides I done seen so many murders since the day my momma died I ain't lyin, will I remit, will I survive,
and I make 'em dance Everytime I grab the mic, and take the stand How many mics I gotta break, till I make some grands They say I'm ready, cause I wreck
a mission fishing for feddy, ready to make a knot I'm use to having less, and I just can't deal with the stress And it seems like everywhere I go, another
I trust no one plus I'm not friendly, so leave me alone See I don't need a click of yes men, when I walk the block My retaliation is only, when I chalk the block I
is yours, baby [Verse 2: Chingy] I take her on trips, she like to go to Italy Get it, heel game, that girl be killing me I love her attitude, feisty
I knew I was right in my bones I feel the turnin' of wheels as it grows Look at my face in her eyes Am I right, am I wrong She's given me butterflies