? Well, you better say your prayers, son Because it's now or never You don't have to be their puppet boy You don't have to die Sooner or later you'll
Well you better say your prayers son, Because it's now or never. You don't have to be their puppet boy, You don't have to die. [Chorus] Sooner or later you
S-T to keep my L-O-V-E Its gonna take T-R-U-S-T to keep my L-O-V-E Its gonna take Its gonna take T-R-U-S-T to keep my L-O-V-E Its gonna take Its gonna
But if you ever leave home don't worry I keep your seat warm So yeah I'm Simba in a sense I'm the prince, you impostor's no Mufasas, but there's Oscars for you
top of the world [Verse 3: T.I.] I know them haters don't stop plotting and wish you would fall Cause I'm standing on top looking down at it all I see you
nothing Yep I know you see something you wantin It's just something about me you can't go with out me yall Said you can't go without me yall, Said you
In You Joke, You Joke, You Kid, You Kid Should Have Went To Comedy Central With The Vids You Did But Ok, You B.E.T. Only If Its Comic View Promise You
't hard When I'm in the Beamer before they released 'em to the Germans You prolly got the man you love wit you But wouldn't you rather have the Man above
It's 151's prone, that have you and hun's stoned Trying the unknown Doing things I know y'all parents wouldn't con-done It's you, her and me; eyes too
call me G-H-E-T-T-O Black star power, like B-E-T shows I'm usually pullin up in the G-T slow Flashing my ring finger with the E-T glow I'm that nucca,
Jagged Edge) [Fabolous talking] Fabolous, Jagged Edge, don't be fool, I'd rather have you ma' Than everything, I'd give it all, just for you, yeah You
s daughters, as clean as spring water 'F'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
assholes You know why? Cause you don't got the guts to be what you want to be Fabolous...he doesn't have that problem He always tells the truth That's what it's
(feat. DJ Clue) [Verse 1] F-A-B-O, L-O-U-S F-A-B-O, L-O-U-S I don't understand how niggaz insist to knows bout How we spend car money to glist our rollz
do things (uh)Right now (uh), whachu bout to hear (uh, yea) whachu bout to witness [Fab] F A B O L O U S [Clue](O L O U S!) [Clue]Come on, my man Fabolous
. Lil' Mo) [Verse 1] Yeah, F-A, B-O, L-O, U-S C'mon, ugh, ugh, ugh, ugh, yeah, yeah, c'mon (If I take you home, will you still be my thug baby) You
It's off the Richter, anybody start the shit Have you and your partner hit for narcotics in the whip I'm a beer bottle shit if the products don't fit
