't understand... that i'm doin' fine this time, i don't really care what you say no more now that i see what was distant from me, not going to wake up doing fine
can't understand... that i'm doin' fine this time, i don't really care what you say no more now that i see what was distant from me, not going to wake up doing fine
love in our makin' Ya simply won my heart when I saw the way ya work that pole And when you bent over ya had my wallet in a choke hold I saw you in your
live But when the homies call n say lets hit the town, when we do them haters frown, nigga turn the heat down I know we skip the line, n bitches think we fine
' and had me tryin' on cologne So I left her on the line with the tone Got up with this other bitch Brought no weed cause she fine off her own So hurry
out to get yo? bread [Unverified] up, choke up, showin' some leg Get down like you live and get down on a dime You bring yo? home girl, that?s fine
raised in Oakland My daddy's from the north kept me on to If you from the north and you was smokin you was on too im feeling great im feelin fine My
-of-bacon man of mine And you money shiftin' flour siftin' nose liftin' rose of woman kind Just keep on doin' what you're doin' and what you're doin' suits me just fine
[Car approaches] Toll Booth Willie: "Welcome to Worchester. Dollar twenty-five please." M1: "Hey, how ya doin' Toll Booth Willie?" Toll Booth Willie: "
I can't replace the way it, made me feel And I would press that clutch and I'd keep it right He'd say a lil' slower son you're doin' just fine Just a
you figure that I wouldn't turn my niggas on to you when I hit ya. I probably could forget ya if I hadn't been drunk, but choke a dunkadunk, keep my
-piece-of-bacon man of mine And you money shiftin' flour siftin' nose liftin' rose of woman kind Just keep on doin' what you're doin' what you're doin' suits me just fine
'm hype give me the pipe tonight I really wanna smoke it, I really want to smoke it I choke it, the in doe no jokin', I'm doin' it like this I hope I
doin nothing cause you spent up all your money So you smoke until you choke and drink your beer all alone You drank up all your beer and you're feeling fine
mine once again up the hill down the other side what the fucks a cop doin snooping by my ride yo officer - check it - out everything is fine I just ran
live But when the homies call and say let's hit the town When we do them haters frown Nigga turn the heat down I know we skip the line And bitches think we fine
you better cling cos it's the done thing Down, down, at the Policemans Ball They're all dancing in a line keep on gruntin boys you know you're doin fine
