on you And make you think that you the girl I was singing all my songs to You got me thinking me and you went to drinking and sippin on that patron we
she's bad Got me going insane in the membrane of the chang She bad She bad She bad She bad She bad She bad She bad She bad I'm trippin I'm trippin She
blue and white Pippens And headed to the station for some praisin' and kissin' And "sorry Wale"s "I was wrong, I was trippin'. Would you please be a saint and
doors behind the car warms up, the street is clear and empty and green with lights they talk and never stop moving he's sounding her name in his head she
Niggas Wanna Finish Me And Send Me To The Reverend Honostly, There's Probably Better Compitition In Heaven Holla At Me Filmore Bitch We Dollar Happy You Would Think I Was
cheese they leave damn, was it me or my ends Even women be getting in, where they fit The love affair is so legit, until you come home and she done split
all about a rap Realizing I ain't nothing, without paper and pen So Lord forbid I get interect, like the deal she was in Let me make my mama proud, and she
, man hol' up And if your bitch choose, then you shit out of luck I'ma send her ass home, broke and well fucked And she kinda walk funny, cause the bitch was
bitch named Sunny And Z-Ro she want a nigga built, like a super hero Yo I give her that, because her pussy was fat Her nickname was Cat, light skinned and black But she
head shots, with red dots and wet spots Soaking shirts up, till my churf up with red spots Bag of leaves and the chronic trees, South Texas ki's and let
But I can't lose focus, got my heart set on heaven But I was a problem child running wild, for a nigga with a mac 11 I keep my friends and enemies closer than a mother and
find another man I'll get my pen and she is number one in my state Got ladies looking from me head to chest then the navel Willing and abel to be dedicated
was the same I was the same back when Then and now, I wanna change But don't know how Do's and don'ts - don'ts I don't like She's not Tina and I'm not
up with me Conquered feel-proceed I talk to him I wanna lie She looks at me I wanna hide Wanna be rich and fat How do I validate that? And then with
and cogniac Head bussin' we on dat Wanna freak out better pull dat ho Take her to da bar and full dat ho Get her in da bathroom, get some head I'm a
was all good at first, Spendin money, goin shoppin Eatin at the finest restaurants And then from club hoppin She was right thurr with me bottle poppin livin that life She
Chingy] Young rich and dangerous but not kris kross Me I was just a running boy til I made it the boss Got alot on my plate breakfast,lunch and dinner
Talking bout "that's that dude that sing 'Right Thurr' he glistening" I ain't come to talk (talk) I ain't come to sit (sit) What I came for was to find