rolls royces choices get on the pole slide down move around and bring the money back home he aint pimp hes a clone girl wanna eat my dick when they smell my
hurts but I really don't care though Let me rub it in, get it all up in that hole I can see the morning creeping up on us It's like the world's in my
chase Or you might catch me with Chunky Shan At some slightly tan, white groupie's place Then booty shake, Betty's got A special spot in Bubbas heart
My flow is long money, my face is Hollywood My tattoo's could hit you with the thug ??hard flow?? My attitude is universal, yeah Hong Kong money When we get back to Queen's
S.K's, A.R's and Mini fourteens I'm Cashis, the last of the real, with a strap On Pro-sac, D's and E-Pills, it's a rap Get the block on tip, two for
got me thinkin' 'bout my man's passin' Stashin', the lex with a passion, gotta make it happen The block steamin' and 12 K the cops schemin' Security be on my
the muthafuckin' K Yeah, shell's stackin up, I shot about 30 rounds And my 30 round clip, and you can even hear the sound Of the shell's when they hit
with us All my true thugs and all my real bitches Won'tcha come and ride with us It's the T.W.I.S. to the T.A K to the motherfuckin' I'm 'Bout to shut
my name They call me Ooh, ooh, ooh, what's my name What's my name? Ooh, ooh, ooh, what's my name? O'Ryan What's my name? Ooh, ooh, ooh, what's my name
(K.Jones/C.Dowd) There's a light on a hill That's far out in the distance And it calls out my name It calls out for a change Far away voices That want
and Jeff again, oh my, you say 1985 to the Y2K The new millennium, prophesies, I'm fulfillin' 'em Everywhere I go, people be yellin?, "Yo, that's Will
I really don?t care though Let me rub it in, get it all up in that ho [Hook:] I can see the morning creeping up on us It?s like the world?s in my hands
dank And if it's dank it gotta be sticky and stank It's the dope dealer 1-0 the powder pusher You's a pussy so you's a dusher and blood gusher I'ma
, runnin' your mouth Get erased, my nigga (My nigga) Look here, I leave no trace, my nigga (My nigga) No witnesses so can you see my face, my nigga (My
with needs? Mary K. Latourneau think you knew the truth It's all the young dudes, who's got the best moves, yea h Call me the heart throb that was my choice
status quo, Today they smarm and charm passageways to its very heart. Where's the free individual in all that? Where's the hope and aspiration? Identities
on my head, this shit seems unfair And I'd tell him that my hearts turned cold Please forgive me though, don't harm my soul Please guide me through the path I chose, I had no choice
I see you in my baby's eyes I'll do more that you've ever ever done but now it's all for her cuz now she's number one you were sick I was there when