I Aint Inna Hard Work Im Inna Hard Work Dog Even That Wasnt Even Hard Work U Need Star Seach Apollo Ameature U Not In My League Stay Out Of Jr's Peramiter
Ron, Lil Wayne) [Cam'ron: Spoken] Yo J.R?, they've been waitin' for you dog. they've been asking. you ready? Dipset, Lets go! Writer [CHORUS: JR Writer
Mr. Rooga Rooga, Imma Shoota Shoota U Hung Wit Da Girls U Double Dutch A Hoola Hoopa, Hop Skip Ina Jumpin Lock Clickin And Chumpin, Glock Clickin And Dumpin Itz Da Mike. [Jr Writer
missing! I'm in ya spouse kitchen, making other figures With dick in her mouth like Killa, "I'm getting money niggaaaaa!" [HOOK x2] [J.R. Writer:] Ya
[Hook: x2] Nigga stand up (what) put ya hands up (what) Keep the tan on the land and your cam tucked (what) It's a damn must For me to separate the
[Verse 1:] Uh, jea, uh, jea, uh, jea, yo, You know I'm smooth to my feet, When I move and I creep, I need a rider chick that's in tuned with streets,
turn these creeps into dirt garbage(basura) I got that hunger that you had when you first started, hood to the burbs(suburbs)hardest truly a G(who?) JR writer
Listen Im The Rocky Of Rockies Who Could Stop Me Im Cocky Ya Flow Sloppy Ima Mix Up Some Pock And Kadokphy Copy A Notsy Ocky A Ocky Pop Me A Shotty
(feat. Cam'ron) [Jr Writer:] Writaaa! Let's have a pep talk, never my check short I hop in da lex sport and pop up on west port Know my next tought?
Uh, OK, DipSet, I'm back Lets get back to it Hell Rell, History In The Making in stores (blah, blah, blah) Yo Its JR But for now ya'll can call me
