too, ooh, you're my sweetheart I've always liked my women book and street smart Long as they got a little class like half days And the confidence to overlook my past
everything isn't meant to last Box up all those photographs, you're moving on, yeah I could flip back over that hour glass And refill the better half, the better half
it had to do Started it up and scooped my whole crew Two blocks later we saw fuckin' blue lights The pigs were behind us, it was half past midnight!
Woo hoo! Baby where you been? It's half past ten Oh, look you're late again Busy day, got a lot on your mind? You should hear about mine A tall drink
so hot to trot Love let's go half on a son, I know my past ain't one You can easily get past, but that chapter is done But I'm done readin' for now Remember
man on the clock like hands Grindin' like teeth, get money like heat Cliff Hukstable keep it comin' like Keith Gotta make last forever for worse or for better Gotta make it past
s the new 30 Interesting, 'cause ever since then it's been in a sence An extension for veteran rappers that are better than half Of the shit coming out right now
minding your own uhh, and everytime I try and break it off we just yell until we tired then I break you off it's useless all this fighting lets get past it now
the addendum. So, where my dogs at? Randy? Matter fact, Get off my dick, bitch. Andy, c-c-c-cause everything is fine and dandy. Go against me now, I dare you, Bambi. Half
is on but I am the addendum So where my dawgs at, Randy Matter fact, get off my dick bitch, Andy 'Cause everything is fine and dandy Go against me now, I dare you, Bambi Half
we roll And you stop and we go, we go, we go In the middle of a fight, I'm so cool Everybody want it hot, I go through All of this half of which woulda
you could be Standing next to me Not just in my dreams, but in reality Looking through the glass I can see our past And I want you back In my photograph Now
whats a barbie to do i mean it's like, it's im the baddest barbie in the f***ing world i mean com'on now its barbie b**ch im a barbie girl in the barbie
Tamara Pusha's sex game no amateur, I come clean J Rule damaged the scene, the coupe got a mind of it's own Like Christine Murderin' the block, half past
hurt you, LeToya I made you cool, you wasn't that dude Until I started fuckin' with you Gave you swag and a duffel bag You left the best you had, now
to you A clip or two, I'll cripple you 'cause I ain't got shit to do Pistol poppin, a pussy drop Drama never ever stop Eenie meenie miney moe Now try
stuff in my heart right now man I'd gladly risk it all right now It's a life or death situation man Y'all don't really understand how I feel right now
some good music on my radio Well, I'm gonna kiss you baby While you're standing underneath the mistletoe Santa came down the chimney about a half past
