thats for sho, but i don't call the numbers anymore cuz i'm your man baby you should know girl it ain't like that it ain't like that. [Verse 2] Think
that don't exist Girl, it ain't like that, girl, it ain't like that I used to have a black book that's for sure But I don't call them numbers anymore
Traduction: Joe. Il n'est pas comme ça.
t call the numbers anymore cuz i'm your man baby you should know girl it ain't like that it ain't like that. [Verse 2] Think about it when you met me
s that, Ye? Baby, these heels Is that a May-what? Baby, these wheels You trippin' when you ain't sippin', have a refill You feelin' like you run it, huh
t spell and can't mail it out If you can't feel, it's too full, you can't peel it out Showboatin' at the show, but you can't sell it out I'm on the sea
got rich like Federline F**k a g-pack, I'll show you how to read crack You get it soft and then you rock it like T-Mac The weed good price, plus it smoke
commando On that Remy Martin, nigga matta fact I ain't Fat Joe but I can make em lean back Save your ammo don't waste it Got him dodgin bullets like
!) Like I ain't sling on stips, till my past fame And stacked it up, like the Pringle chips, when the cash came (Nigga!) Like I ain't fling and dip, when
fire, when it all hits the wire We gonna light it on fire [Break - Joe Budden] We gonna do it like We gonna do it like (We gonna light it on fire) Triangle
The kid that got em' gas tappin usin' up they fuel When they first heard em spit they didn't think it would be shit M-o-s-t to the d-o-p-e kids C u f'
that just ain't my style Life couldn't get better This 'gone be the best day ever [Verse 2: Mac Miller] If it ain't about a dream, then it ain't about
that just ain't my style Life couldn't get better, this gon' be the best day ever [Verse 2:] If it ain't about the dream, than it ain't about me Gon'
Ladies and Gentlemen I ain't trynna be politically correct But I won't rest till I'm givin my respect And my vision isn't set on the money I get But more
I ain't dropped out for nothin'! I swear these dolla's gon' add up And I ain't shallow, material things suppress bad luck That's why I shine like I does, it
fly away Yeah, yeah, yeah [Verse 1] Look sometimes it ain't worth it A lovely outer surface A pity party I'm throwin' Sometimes I feel so worthless I feel my work ain't
