Pretty lady wont you come to the place that i call home away from home when im on the road and im not sleeping when you're not breathing so we just fall
how will I use it? Uhhh, I put it all in the music Cause y'all pussies Fold away before they hand the cards Broke-ass rappin' now you Dancin' With The Stars I'm handling these bars
Clientel Nigga Listen! Drop Em' A Line That's All I Do Is Go Fishin' Get Em' Hooked On Me Then I Turn Em' Into Fish Sticks This Is 100 BARS OF DEATH
Yeah Ya boy 100 more nigga Aye I got my city on lock And it's like Christmas when I drop Erybody get a present Flow hotter than a desert I'm flyer than
[Solo - Tuck] I'm coming home! I've been gone for far too long! Do you remember me at all? I'm leaving Have I fucked things up again? I'm dreaming Too
Lived In Bars we've lived in bars and danced on the tables hotels trains and ships that sail we sim with sharks and fly with aeroplanes in the air send
n'est entre nous qu'un fragile fil de soie Qu'il n'y a plus d'amour Qu'il ne reste que moi A danser, a danser A danser dans tous les bars du port A
Dans un bar, Au comptoir, On peut apercevoir Un garcon aux yeux couleur de suie. Il boit sans s'arreter. Il boit pour oublier Un mauvais tour que lui
I see color bars when I come Sergeant rock broke the key off in the lock to where I come from Sir, no sir, we have no power in the air The battle's on
anymore that push and shove and won't bend to your will I'll keep them still Drink up, baby, look at the stars, I'll kiss you again Between the bars
Drink up baby, stay up all night With the things you could do, you won't but you might The potential you'll be that you'll never see The promises you'
So here it is. I'm in the Bronx. I'm on the 1 I'm on the run I'm going back to Queens. I walk through the door, and look who it is. I didn't think I'
You only hold me up like this Cause you don't know who I really am Sometimes I just want to know what it's like to be you We're making out inside crashed
none of you niggas get in the castket Talking ratchets, never touched a fucking automatic Drama this is tragic, put it in the plastic 88 bars an running
bars, they ain't think I could do it Came with two hundred, nigga this is more than music Even Dre knew it, that boy hot like summer Both ??? in the dirt, 300 Bars
[Intro: 50 Cent] Baby this is real shit my record sell slow I'm show you my dick [x7] [The Game:] Hit a breakdown No 400 bars yet, I don't need that