be a better man [CHORUS:] And I'll tell you right now We'll make it up next time around Yeah! I'll pick you up and never put you down Next time around
make it up next time around (Yeah) I'll pick you up and never put you down Next time around (Yeah) I'll lift you up and never let you down Next time around
Traduction: Lit. Next Time Around.
ll be a better man [CHORUS:] And I'll tell you right now We'll make it up next time around Yeah! I'll pick you up and never put you down Next time around
acting like it's hard roast ya I'll creep in your crib, and put your brains on your Barkley posters Got no time to be boxing around I got the ox and the
' lit up, high on the great weed I like the girls, I like the ladies I light my world to drive her crazy In the Beamer or a fly Mercedes Gettin' lit
the only person left after the war was me. I didn't see you around." Well, now time passed and now it seems Everybody's having them dreams. Everybody sees themselves walkin' around
lay in my bed And I be tossin and turnin trying to avoid my dreams And I can hear the niggas lettin off they lead around the corner Got me feelin paranoia
But I'm broke as fuck and I don't get paid till the first of next month But if you care to join me, I was bout to roll this next blunt But I aint got
always talking about, how they smoke kids But the rich-sniff-coke kids got no play "I'm not even interested" is what her body language would say Everyone around
and rolled up, lit it Had a shorty that I brought home, hit it Sent her on her way, I got no time today (Yo, I'mma call you next week, aight?) With all
sellin' friends Now your party is completely blown Real name is Kamal I'll make him peep his own It's rap time for you that means nap time Preachin from
hit the strip we need mo cash This midwest side hittin' like a M-1 time to get some Payback fo you bustas that laid back My gats ain't met yo next so
like a bottle rocket Through a field of corn And hell hath no fury Like a woman scorned Then Jesse lit a cigarette and said My man's been sleepin' around
step So what's next? All of a sudden you ain't sayin nothin [You Better off buckin yourself] [You need to stop frontin] Everything that come around
Check, check it out Kayslay, what up, baby? (Yeah) Uh, Ame' (Check it out) Haha, Bravehearts, c'mon Said it ain't too much for me To have you next to
my bed And I be tossin' and turnin' tryin' to avoid my dreams And I can hear the niggas lettin' off they lead around the corner Got me feelin' paranoia
