It might be fun to have a kid that I could kick around A little me to fill up with my thoughts A little me or he or she to fill up with my dreams A way
. Strapped down on my bed Feet cold, eyes red I'm out of my head Am I alive? or am I dead? Can't remember what they said God damn, shit the bed [High] ...
one of the characters from good times, good men say a??If you want to talk do it silenta?? Therea??s nothing you can tell my damn fans to stop liking me or
) She believes that you've got two or three on the come up Telling me you're loving me, but you're going home to them Damn, I hope she's wrong 'cuz boy
I don't wanna be alone Yo I'll be there Same place same time I can't stand being without you As we lay face to face Sharing love in a temporary place
mad And if you don't take that funny smirk off your face I'ma kick your over three hundred ghetto-related crimes happened In New York, New Jersey alone
I'm in Cali or Cancun No goin' out, I like to stay in my damn room, damn She got a donkey-o, this must be a damn zoo, ooh Look at the monkey yo, she
boys for fun Get 'em all alone an' a thug is hung He's screamin', ?Aiyah, aiyah? Only fuck with these silly-ass boys for fun Get 'em all alone an' a
call all my friends Ain't a damn thing changed but the paint on my Benz Get somethin' that you can't get from good girls Care less about a weave or a
' Stand on your toes, make your heels go click Three times, it's no place like home So why you wanna bury me all alone I bring a new meaning to underground rap Dead or
house, I'm that flip Getting clip, or playing pool I can't help it I'm so damn cool Call me 'Dog' or leave me alone I'm riding in a Cadillac Fleetwood
your brain is lame, remember the name When it's Too $hort baby, ain't nothing plain Dangerous Music on the microphone Makes you wanna break your hip bone Might break your leg, or
ya brains is lame remember the name When it's Too $hort baby ain't Nothing plain Dangerous Music on the microphone Makes ya wanna break ya hip Bone Might break ya leg or
't rock that beat I rap on the mic and you'll believe nothin' ain't kickin' like the big old C It's just one hard rapper spittin' a rap Not three or four sucka's or
that man There goes that man [Verse 1 - Duddy Ken] Hey, when we step up out the play man We bring that monster A game Switchin or say through lanes
I want and I just throw her dick here I go again, I kick this shit, give a damn, got it pouring in Peso, Euro, yeah, ah ha, I'm paid never gon be broke again
ya life is sure a bitch but she know I'm rich that why she give me what I want and I just throw her dick here I go again, I kick this shit, give a damn
dough, leave me alone 'Cause you can't roll, you're a stank ass hoe Nut ridin' pro, you're a stank ass hoe A stank ass hoe, leave me alone (Broke ass