Im yours Forever I will be Im yours This is what you mean to me When you hold me, when you showed me That Im your one and only Im Yours Forever
then your just aint getting it Lets go Nappy Boy (AAA) and Pretty Boy) Nappy Boy (AAA) and Pretty Boy (AAA) Nappy Boy (AAA) and Pretty Boy (AAA) Boy I say Nappy Boy
deal with the showstoppa [Rich Girl] boy you aint impressing me [Chris Brown] thats not what im trying to do [Rich Girl] so why are you pressing me [Chris Brown] im
it taste? When I slap the taste out your mouth with the bass so loud that it shakes the place Im Hannibal Lecter so just in case youre thinking of saving
ankle boy ain?t nothing to play with, it started off local but thanks to all the haters, I know G4 pilots on a first name basis, and your city faded
Rich boy we got clients too Don't pull out unless of course you spit boy Squeeze out to the bottom of that click boy Just to reashore yo ass got hit boy
Central here comes the presidential Pull up jump out the lowrider A real lyricist nigga fuck a ghostrider Dance baby im your provider Yous a fly girl bitch ima spider Im
: Lies and cheating Escape, ( Im Everyday!?) Dont give away emotion No raised brow You ever done it? Subterfuge..Subterfuge..Subterfuge..Subterfuge..
uh uh cut!!!!!! Yeah, I saw your band Jumpin around on stage like a bunch of wounded ducks When you gonna learn sucker? You just can't fuck with TWISTED BRBRBR BROWN BROWN
sprained ankle boy I ain't nuttin to play with It started off local Ut thanks to all the haters I know G4 pilots on a first name basis And your city
you get enough Till your eyes roll back and your legs lock up Ooh wee i know you like that feeling when im killing That kitty kat kat and i break your
I make it crack up in this muthafucka, all blue chucks and my chakkies in this muthafucka, I'm lookin' for a thick one, he can't brown, she lookin' for
i live the playa life, i do it the playa way she said IM WORKIN WORKIN BABY I said IM TRIGGA TREY She said IM WORKIN WORKIN BABY WHEN IM WORKIN I GET
nigga I can (Gun loading) (Gun Shots) BOOM! With the trigger I can rob this boy, I can mob this boy I can call a fucking killer, do a job on this boy
nigga I can (gun loading) (gun shots) Boom! with the trigger I can rob this boy, i can mob this boy I can call a fucking killer, do a job on this boy
Up Yo Im On Point, Holla At Your Home Boy Better Come Quick Once I Get It Then Its Gone Boy First Come First Serve, Fuck What You Heard Im Peacin Out
me hows it taste? When I slap the taste out your mouth with the bass so loud that it shakes the place Im Hannibal Lecter so just in case youre thinking
be Im on another level Homie and its sad, to see That Im killin it and I aint Even a rapper B! VA where it all goes down The home of Cliffs, Missy, Trey Songz and youre boy
