I live with one model, that's fuck you pay me (where the cash at?) Pilsbury boy, I'm about my dough (ching!) Crib so big you get lost like the TV show
Me Go Crazy Like A Skitzo You Cant Hold Me (Turn It Up) Pop You Drop You Came From The Block Thorugh You Know I Had To Stop You I Do It For The D Acculey
you" with a capital I Look who's back to antagonize You don't like it? You can eat shit, fuck off little faggot and die You right back like a maggot
worldwide later I'm living, in a house with a fuckin elevator [Verse 1: Eminem] Haters gettin mad, they done had enough of Shady You slay me, nothin you
it? You know, you acting like you don't know We run it You know but you acting like you don't know Who run it? You know, you acting like you don't know
Better watch what you say Just when you thought you were safe Them fuckers got you on tape You swear to god you was playin Whether or not you was
only talk about jewels Do you fools listen to music or do you just skim through it? See I'm influenced by the ghetto you ruined That same dude you gave
O-N I sit and think with a drink... [Verse Two: Common] Do you wanna be a MC? Or do you wanna serve Do you wanna be dope? Or do you wanna deal it Fabricated
20 stacks in my jeans No real boss niggaz do real boss things We bout that shit, you just talkin' You'nna slang rocks? Then how with my girls In the 430
pictures I own acres, floor seats watchin The Lakers I'm cool with eses who got AK's in cases Dedicated to all of those with big ego's Never fakin, we get the dough and live
to cap you every since you was mad doggin me with that bitch in yo' car Fool {singing} "Who do you think you are? Mr. Big Stuff" Man, you shit on Hit,
I suppose I just wanna be I just wanna be Successful I just wanna be I just wanna be Successful I just wanna be I just wanna be Successful [Verse 1 -
hoes, I suppose, I just wanna be, I just wanna be, Successful. I just wanna be, I just wanna be, Successful. I just wanna be, I just wanna be, Successful
a little black dress you're a faded moon stuck on a little hot mess (little hot mess) and ohh baby your a classic like a little black dress but you'll be
Japanese people are," Stop it don't look at the gunmen, You don't wanna get the soldiers wonderin', If you gonna run or not, 'Cause if you run then you
on my ecstasy I'm Mr. Bad Guy Yes I'm everybody's Mr. Bad Guy Can't you see I'm Mr. Mercury Oh, spread your wings and fly away with me. Your big