pussy, I'ma play that shit, If she bite too hard, I'ma say that shit, But don't bite me bitch, I don't play that shit, Marques Houston I don't play that
wants some? [Chorus:] Man this foreal this game is so wrong (so wrong) We ain't doing nothing but chasing a lost cause (lost cause) Yeah you ain't trippin
only rapper in H-Town, that got it I speak the truth, everytime I touch the booth And I ain't drop a solo yet, cause I ain't hurt the loot, hatas [talking
it ain't no more regular weed, ain't nothing but do-do and that dro Ridgemont 4 is what I claim, blue and red but we don't bang I'll wear my color you
in Houston Texas got to the green leaving you breathless Ak'd up your chest nothing but a memory about breakfast So break fast, with your frosted and fake ass This ain't
, on pictures with the Jake nigga? Got his crew starving cause he ain't the whole cake, nigga He ain't Nas, ain't B.I.G., ain't Jigga If he ain't Cube
, on pictures with the Jake nigga? Got his crew starving cuz he ain't the whole cake, nigga He ain't Nas, ain't B.I.G., ain't Jigga If he ain't Cube or
swang up on ya then hurt ya, nobody here gon help ya 2000 heltah skelta, talking bout families and killers vicious like silver-back guerillas see then peel ya niggaz down here ain't
You My Shawty Cause I Can't Stand To See You Treated Bad I Beat His Ass For My Shawty And We Ain't Did Nothin That We Ain't Supposed To Do Cause
on pictures with the Jake nigga? Got his crew starving cause he ain't the whole cake, nigga He ain't Nas, ain't B.I.G., ain't Jigga If he ain't Cube or
, I'ma play that shit, If she bite too hard, I'ma say that shit, But don't bite me bitch, I don't play that shit, Marques Houston I don't play that shit
on pictures with the Jake nigga? Got his crew starving cuz he ain't the whole cake, nigga He ain't Nas, ain't B.I.G., ain't Jigga If he ain't Cube or
up on ya then hurt ya, nobody here gon help ya 2000 heltah skelta, talking bout families and killers vicious like silver-back guerillas see then peel ya niggaz down here ain't
on, you had to cake it Mr. Mistake it, Mr. Do Nothing, uncle give me something You mouth tellin me love, but I ain't feelin none Stealin some, same positions