(feat. Platnum) Girl: H'Two'O Theres Something Everytime i know baby its so true Girl: I just wanna talk to you and tell you how i feel everytime
over mine And yeah love they have to grieve you over mine It's thug love at it's finest, dude rewind this Uh, the boy H-O behind this [Chorus: Rihanna
(feat. Timbaland) [Timbaland] Uh, c'mon, uh, c'mon [Fabolous] Uh, William H. Bonnie, ma' I make you famous [Fabolous] Some little pretty mami's is all
my joint in They be asking fellas why (why?) It's cause the streets is watching With an envious ear, jealous eye You know how William H. Bonnie's rockin I keep the home ? two
you (uh) and feel like this (uh) I knew like few who real like this (uh) I do like you, S-H-E-R (yeah) Baby we are, two of the flyest, youngest, pimpest
made of nigga Hate me now Do it now nigga I'm burnin' like them blue flames nigga They call me G-H-E-T-T-O- Ghetto Lets do this right nigga What the
fishin You're just a pono wooh da king play yo position Hole jus too big ain't no need for stitchin' W O O H D A K I N G he super straight Taliban hit
sleep and woke up in prison They said I'd be dead in a year, but that was two years ago and I'm still living [Hook] [talking:] Real talk nigga, H-A
feel stress, still gotta get something Off my chest, while these hoe niggaz be doing what They be doing, I don't know though, shit fuck it We gon stay two
feel stress, still gotta get something Off my chest, while these hoe niggas be doing what They be doing, I don't know though, shit fuck it We gon stay two
rocking a bird Here we had it pimping in Cheves and Testerosas Ro you only got two choices roll with us or get rolled over Giving a cold shoulder to them 5-O
top ten on my own And every bitch in every city is singing my song Imagine that I use to sleep on a corner Even in year two triple O, fuck working I'm
my call Pulling out the lot, and he let me crawl Like Mafio, by the year two triple O I'ma come down, in a six double O With green flow, mats on the flo
fakes smile plastic tears like last year, ni**az stuck in the past, and it's clear Just some busta a*s bastards allergic to cash this year Makaveli for the Mob, M-O
[Young Noble] Yo, I can see That you obviously don't know me or my homies We O-U-T Lawz, f**k the phonies A wise hustler once told me, it's on you Though
