[Chorus:] Shells on the floor there's writings on the wall Bullets in your store says I'm hunting for you all Filled full of dope I'm harvestin' my ho
: [Chorus:] Shells on the floor there's writings on the wall Bullets in your store says I'm hunting for you all Filled full of dope I'm harvestin' my
or statistic of this shit 'Cause after I spit the bullets, I'm a treat these shell casings like a soccer ball I'm a kick the ballistics! So get this dick, I'm a
body(body)(go head) I just I just wanna grip your body(body) I just I just wanna grip your body I just I just wanna grip your body(body) I just I just
directions I'm tired of explaining There's no book I've read that says what I'm saying So show me the way, show me the way Give me a reason to dance
: I'm in love once again yes it's true I love you with you my love I'm in love once again yes it's true I love you with all my heart There I was washed
mean it's gon stay small Told dem I don't see nobody I'm a rappin ray charles (I don't see nobody) I think I need a seein I dog Come to being fly dog
wore a vest That's a no brainer, I'm coming with both flamers I'll spray 'em, but I'm no painter To this here, I'm no stranger It's obvious you no bangers
in my hood [Verse 1: Fabolous] I'm always close to.. feeling like a corner stander, stoop sitter, or hallway post-er No matter where I go it's always 'posed to, feel just like I'm
Shorty when I'm through.... I'm a know if you nice on the mic and if your friend rhyme, too It's so funny how I suit the women They know I'm still spendin
coupe wit dishes Cause when I hit the highway, it always makes the troop suspicious Please, I get my dollar from the hersey I'm on that fly gangsta shit, I
put you in a box like its Hollywood Squares [Chorus: Fabolous] You throw it at me I'm a throw it back atcha Clap at me I'm a clap back atcha Back atcha
escapes the world in contemplation I looked for a timeless tune to light up my mind I heard it, I got it right but I lost it again. I?m ready Now. Chorus
Times [x2]) I am a product of flex A product of clue A product of Interscope A product of you A product of my parents, my little brother too A product
re hiding God I know that trick too well You forget That I've been you And now I'm just the shell I promise I love you and Everything will work
