' me a hater 'cause I don't ride dicks Read my lips, we got problems like Bloods and Crips Love the sound of clips when I know my shit Chamber Music,
whistle sound) Now clap ya hands and say yeah! (yeah) [ghostface] Tune my voice out, tune my mic out Tune my voice out, tune my mic out Yo, this is how
love you too, I love you too I tell you I love you I love you too, I love you too I love you Like the fish loves the sea Like the honey and the bee
the love trail They led me straight to you And all I had to do Was look in my tracks and double back I turn around and look what I found All this time
Initials on our jackets like Laverne and Sheryl Kids rock my Queen Bee logo like a Power Puff Girl We stay on tour from summer to winter And we rockin' public schools and
us and the truth it hurts Father forgive us and that won't work No no no no no way Yo, you try and handle us, get on the air and damage us Screamin'
Bitches on my line, this a probate H2O flow and i don't hold gate, this is no trial, this a closed case thats why my mans flippin birds like a road rager
a coma and an erection Staring at the skin on your shoulder blades And you don't take your eyes off my poker face I'm wasted, and your as sober as Jehovah
and the world is full of love Everything I feel is coming from above Feelin' the amazing flow Of centuries in the after glow Widow weeds and crows and
I was saying I've got a relative myself, the same type Call yourself a man, I said, ?Why not if it's true?? I said, ?You call yourself a taxi and fly? And like a bird
can learn to lead the blind A bee don't deal in honey The Beatles ain't got no money And watermelons grow on a grapevine One day my papa told me ?Son
Polo socks, tanks tops and drawers up under my pants and shit Shut Up [Chorus: Trick Daddy (4x)] [Trina:] Okay who's the baddest bitch I been real, been rich, bee
does the breeze have a barrel of fun? Even the bee who's a son of a gun It's all because they're free And stringless the same as me I've got no strings and
' Brownsville base Peace to all my Brownsville niggaz, what's goin on? Peace to all my motherfuckin' Putnam Avenue Bedford stuy, niggaz Peace to my, peace to my
find out why you Chorus Radiate ... you bait your love with money Celebrate ... a body to behold Generate ... a state of wild emotion Don't waste your money , my love
, one of us got to try Midnight you leave me taking the part of me that loves you like he loves you , only more Birds cry ,my sky falls Darkness becomes my
I'm sorry And it's too late to worry if Someone is breaking your heart (heart) (heart) Moonlight is cruel as the light And the future is only a lie Oh, baby Birds
easy lover To the midnight, butt naked wit a knife Ask my alien likes, I've been crazy all my life Hardtime homicide, time flys, do or die Crooked ass and