? Seems to me that you'll take B Bone and Big, *** die slowly I'ma tell you like a *** told me Cash rule everything around me ***, lyrically, *** can
be like you ain't buyin me If I was a fresh DJ I'd be like... If I was Jam Master J I'd be like... If I was a cheap clock radio I'd be like... If I was
know you wonder why I'm so cool Don't ask me, just do what you do Meet me in the trap, it's goin' down Meet me in the mall, it's goin' down Meet me
' the nights gettin' cold, the rock Bear skin furs like Australian polar Hang up on whack bitches who call the Motorola And smack faggots like you don't make me
wanna be my girlfriend She said she just wanna do her thang with me And she gonna do her thang with me, with me [Verse: Juelz Santana] (let me tell you
you get me, you will travel first class I'll show you, we will make magic, cheri [ENGINEER] You buy more tickets from me The winner gets her for free
live wit this I coulda had you in the bank now you lost ya rank you should blame only ya'self ya self today you know me hate to have to do it homey
8 Ball] Yeah.. What'chu talkin 'bout, what'chu think you doin? Why you walkin out, where you think you goin? You actin like you didn't, you knew what
Say hoe, yeah you Can I ask you a question, you like to fuck? Oh, you don't want me to talk to you like that Will you like to make love? I saw you walking
about huh, fucking and sucking You piece of trash, every gimp like you needs a pimp like me ok You get on that fucking block and you make my money you
that magical December Jimmy Lee, where can you be Can this song ever find you? Wont you please explain to me Why you left me behind you? Well, just between you
I'm way past that number somehow You'd think that even a fool like me Could have found true love in my life Ain't no trick to make love come to you
me out, Why don't you count me out? Said you can count me out, Go find another easy number. First catch me in your internet - unload me down your modem
you could see me BEG Yeah you sold alot of units, but you can't be me SO THANK THE GODS OF HIP HOP AND THE WORLD THAT YOU'RE NOT A PUNK LIKE ME The state
' in your kiss said It was an impetuous for me to re-think this If I love you Then I better get tested Make sure we're protected I walk through the park Dressed like
? You hit me in the chest like and 808 boom I found love is the shit that makes life bloom Yes, love is the shit that makes life bloom You never know
helmet, and a Nike moon suit They took me from the pool up to the bedroom Where wish number three, my dick they consumed They hittin' me off orally so lovely