over again. Over and over again. I can't say how. But daring I don't need you now. Play it again? play it over again. Over and over again. I've made
Now let's talk it over, baby, 'fore we start I heard about the way you over do your part So don't you lie to me Don't you lie to me, baby 'Cause it
DON'T YOU HURT HIM! Man happens to be God's gift to women! So ladies you must know that the man is already grown so you can't raise him over again.
probation fillin a small cup full of piss I'm in a coupe with a roof that ball up like a fist (Catch up!) [Chorus] Thats right I'll do it again nigga
they job and live off the child support How could you stand there, smile in court I'ma just settle, fly back to them Cayman Isle resorts You better sign a pre-nup You catch
and get ya man) I click clack and clap at 'em This Tray Pound throw 6 packs of caps at 'em (yeah thats right) I'm bouncin' on them White Walls again
that it's over But I can't believe we're through They said that time's a healer And I'm better without you It's gonna take time I know But I'll get over
spun the web to catch ourselves. So we weren't left for dead. And I was never lookin' for approval from anyone but you. And thogh this journey is over
go again All I need is you tonight Why don't you call All I need is you tonight To catch my fall I'd die for you over and over again But I guess you
of my vows Now I may suffer my forever shit wit Elon Let's put this shit to bed before this message gets the L-O And if she catch me slippin', The media
You changed with the season You had a new clear heart. Guess I was Hiroshima So now I need some Xanies, some Remy, and some reefer So when this war is over
Ro] Nigga fuck Precinct 5, nigga and fuck Officer Thornton Berry Punk-ass bitches, uhh Tryin to survive for me, is like chasin the wind You know you ain't never gon' catch
a damn fool, not to go You rap about Amsterdam nigga, I really been And over there, you could get ten blunts for ten I smoke over and over again, God
(feat. Gingerbread Man, Tajai) [Z-Man] nothin but bussin and cussin and rippin over sommmethin tight homie go hit it, get loose spittin and flippin rippin
leave the savage alone She'll turn a trick and suck a nigga-dick And don't want a nigga to nut too quick If you slip she'll catch ya, you're caught in
my dogs don't have a choice but to roll on We finally found a spot to kick it Where we could drink liquor And no one bickers over trick shit A spot
tha city streets like a rat pack of tyrants Too many brothers daily heading for tha big penn Niggas commin' out worse offthan when they went in Over tha
