morining baby I'm a jump all over it call me by my goverment boy I know you lovin it you layin with the badest chick now tell me can you handle it you
see the world with four eyes Hip-hop tour guide Hear the war cries: rap or die I just wanna get signed Drive a four door ride Be more fly, 'till then I'll just soar by With
She's a special girl With her own money, job, and credit cards A sexy girl You better be careful or she'll pull your card In this world You wont
P I N K P I M P I'm back again I know ya'll missed me I'm so so sick Can't handle it Yeah I talk shit Just deal with it My rims are 23 inch
care, yeah Can't do it shawty, can't deal with you babe Can't handle the pressure of you (yeah yeah) Can't do it shawty, can't deal with you babe Can
... But now I'm doin what I want to With nobody tellin me what I'm gonna do And I'm feeling so free... With nobody but me... Now I can handle all
fight for mine I got the right to pack a gun with my beam and shit so don't ever ever disrespect my team and shit and I don't care about how much coke
270 im bout to exit I can bet a grip she work her hands and lips Like a porno star who cares if her man a trip I can handle it its so scandelous [hook
betcha you get like 3 Gottta man well you know theres a chance you might cheat Brothers gonna come up with plans to fight me I'm only gonna tell em once, I handle
With This I Guess Nothing Lasts Forever Tell Me Where Did We Go Wrong I Thought We Would Get Through This Together I Cared Before But Now Im Okay With
And maybe we will argue and be through with all these sorry letters Soon as I come home it's like I get the third degree Where ya been and who you with
:] Why you by the window?, what's wrong daddy? [Mother:] I know what's wrong with that crazy motherfucker He's just stand by the goddamn window with
: Why you by the window?, what's wrong daddy? Mother: I know what's wrong with that crazy motherfucker He's just stand by the goddamn window with that
I tooka Life of a crook Look at them thug niggas ballin y'all, I gotcha hoochies full of liquor fucking all a y'all And my, name Will be synonymous with
Told myself that I wasn't going to cry no more (you did what you did, it is what it is) and that's why I walked out the door. Moved on with my life, but
t think ya'll can handle this, I don't really really think ya'll can handle this, MO' I don't think they can handle this, I don't really think they can handle