and a bag of bud I bet I bust I bet I bust (I, I) I bet I bust I bet I, I bet I, (bust) I bet I bust I bet I bust (I, I) Matter of fact, gimme 15 minutes
as soon as I step up they hate it And I'm saying I really ain't with that complaining just look at the picture I'm painting Yeah I pay my rent, vacation
unlike any other way That I be kissin' when I'm kissin' what I'm missin' Won't you listen Brown Sugar babe, I gets high off your love I don't know how
that I be kissing When I'm kissing, what I'm missing won't you listen Brown sugar babe, I gets high off your love, don't know how to behave I want some
I'm under close watch niggas got binoculars I ain't what's poppin bitch I'm what's popular If I'm the one to go at, niggas what's stopping ya I call my
I Am To Fly, In The Booth I Make Joke Of Them, I Ain't The Richest Nigga But I Ain't Broke As Them I'm Serious, Petty Worth Will Make A Man Delirious
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 You dudes pose
s-t-a That's how it be and it's gon' say (Y'all know whoooooooo) That's how it be when you see me That's how it be in NYC (Y'all know whoooooooo) If it's me it's
and you try for it New York City of God I 'den saved some of New York's prettiest broads I'm spittin the gospel I hit my apostle's wit the coke that'
s for freakin, 'A's alright (yeah) 'B's for bottles that pop all night (uh huh) 'O's for the ounces that I got (say what) That we blow everday, know why
law show up Im that nigga they say preforming so the whores show up Why cop?, I rob you, Ice your Roll up I pop bottles, Ain't no need for no cup Roll
on gucci T's, five for sweats I'm what chicks strive to get, I stay in the P.J's You thinkin (?) i'm talkin' pivate jets, uh [Chorus] I need the cash
I'm givin' somethin' to haters it gotta be slugs if it's one thing it's gotta be it's gotta be thug no info, I'm I'm leakin' it gotta be blood If my earlobes
Damn Chain! I'm like ooh daddy, I see you do the damn thang' Got my vote, I'm feelin' ya campaign I like you but, I really like your damn chain! Diamonds
I'ma need Coretta Scott, if I'm gon' be King. [CHORUS] [Ne-Yo] First thing's first, I does what I do. But everything I am, she's my improve. I'm already
I made my way As I rolled up I asked what's your name [Chorus: Mario with Fabolous rapping along in background] Tameeka, hot chick, what chick, got chick Now she's
Makes me remanise when I hear people say your name Your the only one, I know inside you feel the same It's all I good baby, I ain't asking much Listen
, bang, bang Scorpion, she's so hot, she's a scorchin' Killing me softly, Lauryn or Kevorkian Couldn't tell if she's coo-coo or corky, when I asked her her name