player: you could suck a D I?ma reach my goal and you ain?t gon take this puck from me Coco Loso in my Stanley Cup You could say whatever, just don?t
into you) Can't nobody tell me nothin that'll make me stop messin with you They keep tellin me you're bad for me, it just ain't true Believe me (believe
you fit in And see prison, as just the high cost of livin the life Ante up cause if you blow the dice on that O-Z, Dorothy ain't goin home tonight That
Because you ain't right You know you ain't right Been livin' double lives Creepin' on the low You thought I wouldn't know You know you ain't right Girl
ain't hard to find me 21st floor eating shrimp at Belonte's Every time you see me I'm connected to a dime piece I check your styles, although you rhyme
, why not? That's a start They could push their reps quicker, kill a well known nigga And if you say you're going to kill me, should I blast you first
'm so into you Can't nobody tell me nothin' That'll make me stop messin' with you They keep tellin' me you're bad for me, it just ain't true Believe
Mac To make your back stiffen flip the script I act different The eyeball keep your distance warning y'all you don't listen Bitchin' over shit you ain't
fun, serve it up with a smile You ain't heard this type of stuff in a while I want your ears right now, ante up, buck stops here Put your hands up like you
you fit in And see prison, as just the high cost of livin' the life Ante up 'cause if you blow the dice On that O-Z, Dorothy ain't goin' home tonight
so into you) Can't nobody tell me nothin' That'll make me stop messin' with you They keep tellin' me you're bad for me It just ain't true, believe me
way, maybe some how, you could dance with me Right here, right now Been lookin' at you all night long that DJ's playing my favorite song Everything is splendid, don't
way, maybe some how You could dance with me, right here, right now Been lookin' at you all night long That DJ's playing my favorite song Everything is splendid, don't
't know Every woman in the world ain't a freak U can go platinum 4 times Still couldn't make what I make in a week So push up on somebody wanna hear
York, walk the Brownsville grill, ill You see I got a Fort Greene lean Clinton Hills, chill Red Hook look, man Ain't no shook hands in Brooklyn Son
, you scared "In my projects", I don't like drama Where get the flows from, dawg? I get 'em "from my mama" Like Mos & Beyonce, I keep y'all guessin' Plus my ass ain't
open Jay tell me why nigga, before you die nigga I would have gave you some money, didn't have to lie nigga But I can't kill ya cause a nigga love you