you 'Cause I believe in you I believe in you, yes, I do I believe in you, yes, I do I believe in you 'Cause I believe in you I believe in, I believe
, Young Dro, Clipse and Ja Rule) Uh huh Jones Dipset Birdgang b*tch You know what it is When you see me two twelvin' you homie You f**k n*ggas keep triple
T.I. & many others) [Jim Jones Intro] Uh huh... Jones, Dipset... Byrdgang, bitch You know what it is When you see me two twelvin you homie You bitch
Thug, Young Dro, Clipse and Ja Rule) Uh huh Jones Dipset Birdgang b*tch You know what it is When you see me two twelvin' you homie You f**k n*ggas keep
slow If you can't get away better toss that llello Keep your bankroll Yeah we havin' a celebration, I love to stay high And you better believe when it
to hoes I be pimpin like i supposed to, ? em like I supposed to, shinin like I supposed to In the club fuckin wit honeys like i supposed to I dont understand
I be pimpin like i supposed to, rollin em like I supposed to, shinin like I supposed to In the club fuckin wit honeys like i supposed to I dont understand
tonight.. and if you rollin like I'm rollin you ridin right.. and if she fuckin with them gangstas ain't nuttin nice.. and if you knowin what I'm knowin
s slippin' when I'm on them 2-wing deez And when I get my bricks, I flood ya whole city in titties Please believe, that I'm a lil' crazy motherfucker
bout here Me bawl I naw your mother, I naw your father (Ooh do you hear me) I naw your sister, I naw your brother (Ooh do you hear me) Love thyself as
or more she get done up [Chorus] [Crunchy Blac] She's just another hoe that I met in the hood I told her I was Crunchy Black and it was all good She
eyes Gettin' you hypnotized Lettin' you know that prophet is on the rise Why you fantasizin' Visualize me as you mrs. I'm somewhere on that mowett And smokin' blunts Is how i
Should have bought an ounce, but you caught the dub Should have held back, but you throwed the punch 'Spose to meet your girl but you packed a lunch No
so fiercely that it seems I'm already high tonight But I'm not though just on them Black & Mild's And people thinkin I'm the wild one cuz I be flippin
By you germs, suckers, ducks who LEARN How to burn, my germs [laughing] When I spit on the mic You'll like, the way I recite my poetry I'll make you believe
ounce But you copped a dub Should've held back But you threw the punch Supposed to meet your girl But you packed a lunch No D, to the U to the G for
creep when they roll slow If you can't get away better toss that yayo, keep your bankroll Yeah, we havin' a celebration, I love to stay high And you better believe when it's time to grind I