Boy, you just ain't no good for me This ain't the way real love should be Took you back once, took you back twice Took you back three, four, five times They said these tricks it?s over Boy
Ain't cheatin', I ain't cheatin' on you bitch I'm not that nigga I'm the quiet boy I'm Private Dick Bryon boy Ex-drug dealer slash the lion boy I'm
this darkness evil in? No no no/ I won't let 'em win/ I'm a real nigga, thorough nigga, travel around the world wit'cha/ No stress, no pain/ No pain,
you got a whole in your head, lookin' sickly I ain't the one that's getting jacked for his new deuces Or slapped toothless, ya doin' what cha doin'
while the do's color change Nah, I won't let the change go to my brain Respect better be somethin' that you hopin' to gain You gon' mess around and get choked wit'cha
R Uh, tell ya Lil' J is down with us The boy Big Chief is down with us The nigga California is down with us You know the boy Brad is down with us The boy
just fucks me up dawg, for real dawg I had to write this one man Ms. Pretty Pussy, I'll fuck with your dawg Dade County, fuck wit'cha boy Mightus
shit cuz I ain?t got time Cuz my seconds, minutes, hours go to the all mighty dollar And the all mighty power of dat chit cha cha chopper Sister, Brother
Ether boy Hey, how we ball in the club I know u hate it Mami dancin' on the floor I like she naked When she layed up wit chu I know she fake it All the
why I'm the general, I do what they pretend to do Front on me now, nigga, I'll be the end of you Forget ya enemies and think of what'cha friends'll do
your world I'm checkin your body, it's lookin' right Boy I can tell that you go all night Sweet boy, I just wanna be your fantasy boy If you want it boy
with my boy, Sid Right here in the city Don't you know that is was grand? Really grand, so grand And then you came along Then you came along, boy And
lady Bay-beh, bay-beh, bay-bee Ha! I make it happen, ladi de, ladi da When I was a boy I said "Oh" but now I'm a man saying "Ah" Cha cha cha, who
Boy] Stuntin in the club, Soulja Boy a-poppin bottles (BOOM) S.O.D. gang with them five star models (BOOM) Lamborghini dashboard (BOOM) that shit is horizontal (BOOM) Fuckin wit'cha
gettin money pull out a 100 make it rain on dem hataz who b thinkin that cha frontin holla stacks on deck stacks on deck
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