Will I ever get to see you? Will I ever get to have my way? I'm stuck between a rock and a hard place So I'm taking the high road I'm calling all of
I've always been a nice guy But now I'm out for blood I've got a one track mind I'm dangerous I won't return your phone calls And I won't hold your hand
I always said that you were perfect Why am I always wrong? I thought that we were onto something We started out so strong Who knew you were a waste of
I've lost control I sold my soul and I can't get it back I broke the mirror cause I didn't see me Why do I feel like shit all week? I'm always tired
I slept on your side today And since then I haven't felt the same Why am I blaming myself for what's happened to us? I gave you everything You took off
him half of that He gon give you 50 g's in a plastic sack And i'mma gives you 3500 cash for that Gotta keep your mouth closed or i'mma blast the Mack
be..... ...Flip Mode is the sqiddaud Hah Yah Yah Yah Yah Yah {8X} {Verse} Yo which muthaphucka stole my flow eenie....meenie miney mo Throw that type of nigga right out my window Blast
sto dentro se il beat fa tremare le finestre fuoco all'impianto d'inverno con le tempeste d'estate inferno alla playa riddim dal blaster Jimi nuovo millennio
Own the pit and fucking dance t ill you bleed It sit s inside me, rebellion and uprising, Like the shotgun blast that laid you to waste It's in stereo
throw ya hands up high And just keep on bouncin' while I take you on a ride [Chorus: R. Kelly] It's like your body's on radio I'm feelin' you in stereo
better Pump it Pump it Pump it Pump it Pump it Pump it Ha Ha Haaaaa Pump it Ha Ha Haaaaa Pump it (Louder) Pump it (Louder) Pump it (Louder) Pump it (Louder) Turn up the radio Blast your stereo
La Ti Do i get the money money, i get dough EQ the equalizer for the stereo Na Na NaNa Na Na NaNa We the blast masters, the radiation International
: Ha ha ha Pump it Ha ha ha And pump it (louder) [4x] Turn up the radio Blast your stereo Right N*ggas wanna hate on us (who) N*ggas be envious
the strongest drug you've ever had you can mix em all together and I would still be twice as bad.... There I go! sexting all my mother fucking favorite hoes Stereo blast
you've ever had You can mix em' all together and I would still be twice as bad There I go! Sexting all my favorite mother fuckin' hoes! Stereo! Blast
and I should get away for a while I just want to be alone with your smile Buy some candy and cigarettes and we'll get in my car We'll blast the stereo
with my own rhyme Cause I'm as ill as a convict who kills for phone time I'm max like cassettes, I flex like sex In ya, stereo sets, Nas'll catch wreck
