same 'Cos when Short Dawg run up in it Fuck a bitch for about 30 minutes Real player-like, straight to the point Bust a nut while I'm smokin' a joint
happened, we were in the west end. we were about to catch a movie, after we just ate. see we would talk for hours, was like we just met. we had a thing
your girl and put use to your money You're out for teen, but what does it mean? You're just a wasted, young brother who lost it all on a dream Chorus
t look like a millionaire But I feel like a million bucks, ladies won't you fill your cups? Shady's come to fill you up, if you a D or a C-cup You can
't ya? Girl, you think you're so smart Come with me to another side in a world so cold and so dark A world so dark, a world so cold A world where only
Original lover, lover, mm, yeah, uh (Yeah) Catch a groove girl, catch a groove, that's right Lover, lover, lover, mmm, Shaggy, DJ A who da man dat love
gonna do Give you some now, save some for later Here's a portion, ayo Show, kick the flavor Record labels try and juice me, for what? For my papers The offer me a
niggas to hell; you tried to swell but fell Now get well or die like a dry cell, a rap villain Chillin' and I don't give a fuck about a killin' 'Cuz
some Airs, king for a day Hard to face your fears, we wear the mask like Cory McKay You have a ball today, it's all a masquerade Shorty, paint her face like a
to learn, to keep up on all the scoop I get a little ends but, never spends loot For the wiggle, some immature, kids like to laugh So they giggle for
with the fresh rhyme At a slow tempo entices passion to grow But if it's not passion, for which you search Then use the song as a massage after a hard
bidness of the streets, make the decision I do this in my sleep and you way outcho division pimpin' This game we play for keeps and the rules remain hidden This ain't a place for
for you Tie you up, cut your balls off just to use Man listen straight torture, look what that slick shit bought ya A first class ticket to Lucifer,
blowin a L [Styles Paniro] Yo.. I do it all for my niggas, even ride wit a bomb Get shot, die in his arm, and give him my last It's a million dollar
1] Y'all gon die, so who gon cry for us hop in they whip and ride for us pop niggas in the skull in they frame, shit it's a body for a body for the love
a roof You could nod your head to this like it's only a rap 'Cuz when these bullets hit your ass, I'm like it's only a gat I need a funeral to feel
deep Only sixteen already hold a name in the street Makin' the fifth scream, rockin' older niggas to sleep Make a fiend strip naked, 'cuz he owed for a
a brew and rock a rhyme or two So you can bite it, you taste it, you like it You think I'm sleeping on you? please, don't even try it The name is latifah