relaxing in the Benz Credit cards are no limits So u don?t worry about maxing when u spends But since u been asking about the friends How?d u like it
Now you relaxing in the Benz Credit cards are no limits So u don't worry about maxing when u spends But since u been asking about the friends How'd u
: (feat. Bun-B of UGK) [EightBall] Check 1, 2 Check 1, 2 baby, yeah, uh 1, 2, 1, 2, microphone check, 2 somebody better tells these mothafuckers how
the sides scroll Sell that mothafucka to any rapper that I know Cause they need it much more than I ever will I got new shit I'm gettin better still
done pass my peers but I just can't remember 'em all What am I doin', what I am doin' [Chorus] [Verse 2: Drake] Uhhh, One thing bout music when it hits
only 2 things that are cute and that's squirells and little puppy dogs. Whoo! I tell ya what, I hate wearing this thing, its like kissing your great aunt
a buzz bigger than insects in Texas It's funny how wasn't nobody interested 'Til the night I almost killed myself in Lexus [Chorus] [Verse 2] Now was
Don't go It's about to go down U ALREADY KNOW (2X) (50/50 Twin) I eat and sleep and shit and pour gin My block be hotter than some muthafuckin pork
applications in the mail..what luck! I got a visa card pronto, I bought dickies engineering overalls(the first thing I bought), the second thing ofcourse
listen till them things go bam. Yep, yeah I'm about my cash. Got my dough but then again you already know. [Jadakiss:] Would ya hold me down? [Fat Joe:] Even
could bring you back somehow and show u we all love u and we're still very proud of all the things that you've done and all the things that you've seen
on you You make me feel better Than you turn to bring me down Got me running to keep ya Know I should leave ya That makes you the illest thing around Oh, u
't run they mouth, they too busy running they block Ya better be fast thinking u can run from a glock Snap, crackle, pop soon as u run up u get dropped
wit da mic devices Bahama-dee be tha' nices bringin' nix rap thing 2 the light like osyrus - 4 tha' 9 pound ex-ced-da-ra-saaloom 2 GangStarr and my
Check 1, 2 Check 1, 2 baby, yeah uh 1, 2, 1, 2, microphone check, 2 Somebody better tells these mothafuckers How we wreck fools, disrespect fools Check
only 2 things that are cute and that?s squirells and little puppy dogs. Whoo! I tell ya what, I hate wearing this thing, its like kissing your great aunt
Jackson with the writing pad) Robby: Couldn't have said it better myself. (Miley smiles into space) Lilly:Miley, I know you want to get better but sucking
move lyke a cop & pray Stop & say u fukk around wit -I Wun- I hit u wit dem byg gunz, byg ton only ta make u syck son Ayo u fukk wit diz Kid I end up