Letras:
Four Tops The I Just Can T Get You Out Of My Mind

my new chicks a new bitch Ya know if I can't eat, ya can't sleep Plus I'm in denial, I just can't admit defeat My mind is my glock, keep my third eye

gon' strip If I show up in yo' hood, I bet you niggaz won't trip Once I empty out this clip, I bet you niggaz gon' dip Or get hit up in yo'... "Back,

I'm gon get dat freshed out fade and then I'm gon get laid Like some finger-waves on pay day, my lady, you gon get paid Makin a early morning serenade

that I rhyme I can tell that you like it Be nursing the tunes like the mind of a psychic Your mind is weary, floating like a dove Sweating and things, like you

you tell 'em you wit' him, all them bitches gon' strip If I show up in yo' hood, I bet you niggaz won't trip Once I empty out this clip, I bet you niggaz

mayn You can have the fame, just give me the change Freestyle off the mind, bumper kit recline Keep in mine, you don't grind you don't shine I say that

you wasn't watchin', they'd catch your ass too You gotta go all out if you want props Or you can just kill a man and it's the same for cops Now you

the world ain't got you beat That it ain't got you licked It can't get you crazy no matter how many Times you might get kicked You need something special

on my mind When I be sliding by, in my city (in my city) It's the things, that's on my mind When I be sliding by, in my city (in my city) [Z-Ro] I bet