(who want it) come to my hood get some (who want it) wanna start shit in the club boy (who want it) touched up (who want it) fucked up (who want it)
(who want it) Come to my hood Get some (who want it) Wanna start shit in the club boy (who want it) Touched up (who want it) Fucked up (who want it) [
my name from the Baptist who made tha wrong moves wit the women and died for it You make the wrong moves when you come and you try for it New York City
dick When its real im all in it But I dont want the scars of love that you get when you fall in it (noooo) before it didn't matter who Now I look for
s watching me Who's playing tricks on me (Who's watching me) I don't know anymore Are the neighbors watching me Well, is the mail man watching me (Tell me who
a word smith, using poetry and more but, Distracted by these girls who want their juicy couture Yeah, this life is all about material things I got kids tricks
trick and spin it, yeah Your head 'll collapse if there's nothing in it And you'll ask yourself "where is my mind?" War war war Who made me like this Was it
my head But I want you darling gone Why did I ever like you What did I see Whatever it was must have been some kind of illusion A Magic trick on me It
my P O You all Can Tell her I Said It violate me if She wants, she's Gonna Have To Come Catch Me piss Test Me All You Want, I'm gonna Smoke When I'm Ready
we should abort it I will not support it, what happened to you courting And I ain't want no nigga from the jump, you ignored it You just had to force it
'm Not A Trick But I'm Rich So I'm Buyin' Her That And I'm Tired Of This Rap Beef Tired Of That Gay Shit I Thought He Wanted War He Seen Me And Didn't
I'm a target But they know it ain't no stopping my gang, if I get it started My attitude on my shoulder, so respect it I ain't friendly It don't take
my confession to that Bitch I can't help it if I sound similar when I be stressing the fact See I'm gone scream it cause I mean it anything less ain't
slapping patches out of niggas and we mean it when we scream it Never be given a good god damn so don't they go and get us started Now it's time to show
shinning brite like morning breakfast Once i slide up in the party pull the best bitch Yo chick still want me even though she pregnant Run game on a trick
Trick get back (uh), trick get back, (u tell her) trick get back, for ya ass get smacked, (u tell her) trick get back (what), trick get back, (u tell her) trick
VIP? Bitches callin' me cheap While they trick as they dancin' in minks Hoe, you must be crazy I know it's your job, but I ain't trickin' miss daisy I want
finest thing hoein', not like I ain't knowin' Sex game strong, leave the savage alone She'll turn a trick and suck a nigga-dick And don't want a nigga
