Keunyeonun morujyo Jeongmal morujyo Ee apeaun sarang Na hunja sarangul hago Dd ibyeoreul hago keunyeorul bonaeyo Jiuhgo jiweobwado Son kkat hana jiuhi
I ain't know why the fuck they used to look at me so strange Glanced at my neck and didn't see no chain Be saying "That's nasty", wouldn't give me no
, new millennium Genevieves Got a million dollars say LeBron don't win a ring (word?) I know Kobe, I be on the floor, "Kobe!" You know a nigga that can
He?fs lookin?f around this club and it looks like people are havin?f a shit fit now Here, little t-t-trailer trash, take a look who?fs back in t-t-town
of life and I can't slow down Only got a gallon in the gas tank But I'm almost at the finish line, so I can't stop now I don't really know where I'm
town I know If I can't find her in West Helena she must be in East Monroe, I know I don't want no woman wants every downtown man she meet I don't
you've never seen The 7 wonders of the world And I can make you the 8th if you wanna be my girl When I say my girl I don't mean my woman, that aint my
herbs Yo this is for my {niggaz} on the block all day Who don't give a {fuck} waitin for crime to pay Put your money on it, yo we never fronted Long Island
it out I gets my love game on without a doubt My girl know I'm live (yeah) point blank period Handcuffin them hoes y'all can't be serious You ain't cut
don't want me to tig a tig a tig a Tell ya wassup, go Ya really don't want me to tig a tig a tig a Tell ya wassup, go Ya really don't want me to tig a
Yo this is for my {niggaz} on the block all day Who don't give a {fuck} waitin for crime to pay Put your money on it, yo we never fronted Long Island
Respect) Black Wall Mafia, new millennium Genevieves Got a million dollars say LeBron don't win a ring (Word?) I know Kobe, I be on the floor, Kobe! You know
Brooklyn New York, New York, it's a hell of a town You know the Bronx is up, and I'm Brooklyn down Because they don't know my name, only know my initials
Island features Lambourghini, Porches, gorgeous chrome sneakers the gossip won't reach us we in another World, keep doing that, I won't think bout another girl bad b-tches f
the bomb, The four hotties, Total and Foxy, sippin' Spumanti, Bad girl of the year '96, Pam Grier. Chorus: I don't need no one but you, I don't need
the Darkman right here Word up, marvelous, I keep it spicy, kid Know what I'm saying? For my mad A V cats You know? B D F B , you know? Word up, murderous
show you shit you've never seen The 7 wonders of the world And I can make you the 8th if you wanna be my girl When I say my girl I don't mean my woman
