I don't know what I'm gonna do If I don't get enough of you If I don't get enough of you I don't act like I should If I don't get enough of you It's
Traduction: Little Texas. Si je n'obtiens pas assez de toi.
and I'm cockin' if I spy somthin' suspicious in my rear view mirror when I'm creepin' If you plan on jackin' me I plan on leavin' you sleepin' I be in
overs Fuck all you niggaz, don't make me slap the fuck out all you niggaz If it ain't related to making paper, I ain't calling you niggaz I bet Mo City
God upon you, take this pain away [Hook - 2x] [Z-Ro] Now I lay me, down to sleep I pray the Lord keep my body, as my enemies creep Don't wanna be another
hustler, 'cause of the fast living, but if I see something I gotta get it Because I have a vision and if I like it, I gotta get it If I saw it went from
I'm in Houston, you be treatin' me fine I scoop you up in L.A.X. around 6 I scootch you through the hood, then we gone get up in these tricks It's Friday
me Holla at a dog baby, you know you know me I know you like the sound of the booms so lay the room I'm gonna break you off shortly in the hotel room
ask me she can hold a G Yeah, and if I want I'm a get it And if I don't really want it, then it can leave I'm a let it Used to be N Luv With My Money,
the craziest My lyrics be laced with 40 ounces of funk and stuff You get rushed, you get bust You call yourself callin' my bluff, enoughs enough I'
I'm bubbling mine If we don't get him now then we will in due time I bust enough shots to kill him two times, I do crimes I get caught then my mind's
let my nigga drive I'ma chill in the back I'm mashing and dashing, I ain't clashing my lac I'ma smoke janey, the radio don't play me Except the real niggas
you to myself I can't help it) All my (Yeah, maybe I'm selfish) Y'all my, ladies and I can't (Maybe I'm selfish) I can't, let you, let you (I want you
on? 'Cause you ain't drunk, hoe, you ain't drunk, hoe You ain't ridin?, you ain't live, you ain't drunk, hoe I say, what you been drankin on? I was
fresh MC, that will knock you down? I gets dizzy spellbound like a merry-go-round While I'm freaking, shall I expose You take a subject, and then you
back" Ho, all this applause for me? I appreciate it, thank you, thank you I don't need no birthday cake though, I got enough cake I'm on you boy, yeah, you
mines When I'm in Houston you be treatin me fine I scoop you up in L.A.X. around 6 I scootch you through the hood, then we gone get up in these tricks