your brain Self-respect gone down the drain Lying on your back Spreading your legs You got my attention But lost my respect NO RESPECT GO!
your brain Self-respect gone down the drain Lying on your back Spreading your legs You got my attention But lost my respect NO RESPECT GO! We
not your brain Self-respect gone down the drain Lying on your back Spreading your legs You got my attention But lost my respect NO RESPECT GO!
Intro: Here's the old school, with the new school ( repeat 4X) chorus R. Kelly play me something from the old school R. Kelly play me something from
it - fuck you Your hatred only made me wanna cake ya - fuck you Wherever I see you nigga I'ma buck you And put a hole in your chest that's big enough
but the difference now it's only deserts If I talk it's gon be reckless I'm ready to die So when I apply pressure niggas gon respect it Tote guns to rob
And the heads at the back keep poppin your necks Check one, check two One mic check I wanna take your mind and soul I wanna take your mind and soul I wanna take your
real high, If you tryna feel the vibe throw your hands up in the sky Motherfucker get em up up up up up up Get em up up up up up up [x2] [Verse 1:] The
to come up like: "Yo, I know people" Dead Presidents, this doe evil So lethal the police will want to beat you Sit you down then have you run your mouth Bring your mother out: Look what your
one day Ohhhhhh you took it all away Ohhhhhh I know all you Ever wanted was a little bit of respect, But I'm a man and you know How we get head in my
't come to me with your 23's with that fake-ass smile smoking on your black and mild cause all the wild I know what your sayin in your head, this nigga
(feat. Trae & Big Hawk) One deep until I die, so your help I refuse it [x4] [Trae:] I hear some haters want me dead, but I ain't never been a stranger
me, on your big screen BET or MTV, posters hanging at your local grocery Now everybody know me, Cl'Che make you lose your mind Everytime you jam a Maab c.d., the Classified's on your
in Receiving head, as I keep smoking Hell naw you can't get a kiss bitch, keep sucking And I'ma ka-uh-keep, a-busting nut after nut Let me rub it on your
here If you don't know, you will by this time next year [Hook - 4x] (Big Pokey *Scratching*) Still off the chain St-st-st-still off the chain - 2x [
does it feel (Chorus - 2x) When you can't make the pain stop Walking in the rain so your tears can blend in with the rain drops When your kin people
