I believe it's time for you to avert your eyes i've been looking ugly i've been feeling ugly decency and decorum gave way to the soaked sheets
a cigarette up Cause you are very anxious And cause I was a stranga Now your legs in the air-a Some may call b.o. playa Cause the way I treat females cause... (I-I
they wanna bury ya That's why I travel with a semi, like Eddie in "Coming to America" (Silencers, it sound like it's hummin' when I'm airin' ya Won't
already know what it is when it comes To that soul music I gets it done I'm bout it Just like I'm suppost to be (I can do it all night long, baby) So
never enough See if I had five I wanted ten, and if I had ten I wanted twenty Fuck having some, shit I wanted plenty Back in the gap, when I first hit
killa yeah bitch i'm a winner On my block it's lil kids pulling pistol's In Iraq it's innocent kids dying from missoles That's why i'm back and taking
(feat. Candy Hill) [Tupac:] (What's Ya Phone Numba?) Now I Can Make Music For Ya Tempo It's Just A Mental Written For The Nymphos That's A Intro Shook
there's casualties on one side I ride Turn it up on you niggas after Jake ride by I click-clack thats that I don't flash, I mash I wave the Uzi at 'em
She used to have the beemer, now she own a sneaker, I had her eating lobster now she eating pizza, I think about easter when I think about Keyshia, Shorty stay fly thats why I
that's the case then get a bigger one you don't think I pack the pump cause I'm out the hood that's a stereotype like everyone that's black and junk I
legs instead of my head I'm giving out ass whoopins while you're givin' out hugs I figured out niggas respect fear more than love Repeat 1 [G&B](50 Cent) I
Take it off, Take it off, I just can't get enuff, I'I just can't get enuff. [Verse 2: MJG] I saw you walkin in tha club witcha throwback, Witcha hair bent up
Mmmmmm Said I got the blues Said I got the blues Memphis City Blues [Verse 1] Light up the green Watch me light up the room Watch me light up the mic
dividing the legs B-I (Been this way before) (Dream of finding so much more) But I'm never dividing the bread Bitch I bet I get the debit if I don'
we hot At the bar giving away more shots than G-I, G-I Your girlfriend is all on my D-I, D-I You know, you know B-I, B-I... G [Chorus: Big Sean] Ass
I love you long time I got you pinned up, with yo fuckin limbs up All because you like the way my Benz was rimmed up Bitch keep yo shin up, please
To the Z to the I to the E And steppin' with Layzie Bone Also the B-I-double Z's up in the house So come prepared I ain't talkin' with rides I'm talkin
