keeping me, up up up up up and i cant come down you keep me up up up up up and i cant come down you keep me up! up and now i cant come down you keep
Thinkin nasty she the whole extravaganza Gloss when I floss I'm the boss like Tony Danza Puttin' hands on muthafuckas actin' up Give me fifty feet betta back tha fuck up Me
Scandulous, city where my homies did Fuck a fed Keep 'em Presidential stacked up Hear what I said, little soldiers gettin' taxed up Back the fuck up,
Club got dressed up And went and took all the bitches of the athletes [Mikey Rocks:] Big up to what's been up, nigga Pin-ups from when we clicked up
even my focus man that hate ain't on my menue I'm in a different city about to rock a different venue My girl sent me a text message just to say "I miss
keep that nine on me, ala Iguodala We can get it jumpin like the drolics on Impala I feel like Neno lettin em rock wallas off the colla Somebody tell me
?d trade it all [P.Diddy] Fabolous Diddy Desert Storm Rock on, rock on Bad Boy, yeah Rock on, rock on DJ Clue, Duro Rock on, rock on I trade it all,
[Fabolous talking] Dont try to fuck wit me yall Cause you cant Uhh, I stay way ahead of the game Ya know, Catch me if you can nigga Uhh, Haha [Verse
let me show you what the dollar make Take the cake from all you fakes I can't pump my breaks, the Spreewell's keep spinin' We up to the rock, next stop
.Diddy talking) yeah there it is, diddy, desert storm, rock on and rock on bad boy, yeah, rock on rock on DJ CLUE, DURU rock on rock on trade it
have and hear me bruh if u pass me up ah luh I'm a beat ya ass tearin u in half and eat ya up Like any given friday I roll up to ya drive way rock u in
compare me to rappers I'm trying to be like The Beatles, Give me some soul money, niggas is gassed up Tell them to keep it running, I'm keeping the grass
up In the streets that's how we brought up [Verse 3: Ya Boy] I'm from a city where the fiends shoot up and spark Load up the ammo it's time to shoot
Hold up Z-Ro the crooked aka king of the ghetto Screwed Up Click soldier for life Know what I'm talking about Mo-City stand up in this motherfucker Know
to you fonies Disguised as homies, to get me felonies I forever be lonely, just me and my coedine My tech has no beam, my aim is so clean Been at it since 14, you can't control me
up in the E-R, bloody getting CPR So before, the reaper come and turn me to a memory I endlessly spit the heat, for the people to remember me Me P.O.
lean in private or public places Milicated refreshness, keep my mind at ease Trying to reach another level, keep me climbing trees Coming smoke out my nose, bald faded minus before Keep
taking up all four lanes Come at me wrong, I'ma have you taking off all your vains No plexing in Houston Texas got to the green leaving you breathless Ak'd up
