dead, Hangin? out with decadent people, You can?t even say your name, Degenerating, you?re digging your own grave, I don?t want to watch you die. Not so long ago you
, Hangin? out with decadent people, You can?t even say your name, Degenerating, you?re digging your own grave, I don?t want to watch you die. Not so long ago you
to get heavy I get on the floor and act a fool if you let me dale Don't believe me just vet me My name ain't Keath but I see why you Sweat me L.A. Miami
't mail it out If you can't feel, it's too full, you can't peel it out Showboatin' at the show, but you can't sell it out I'm on the sea shepherd deck
around me, and I won't let your body touch... I won't let it touch the ground just keep your eyes on me, and let me be your gravity until you can, can
see me And di gyal dem mingling Better watch how you Group and singling Better mind who you Feel and fingling We don't join Goose and gandering We don't
just how it is Now watch me let that sexy nina kiss you by my rips You won't be satisfied till I send a missle by your crib Shot you in the stomach now
liquor You still gotta hand me your watch I'm in the kitchen with the pans and the pots Razor on the plate, trying to figure out how many grams I'm a
what you want, huh [P.Diddy] (I?m gonna give this all up for you, Shorty) [Fabolous] Now what you want, huh Now what you want, huh, huh, huh [Fabolous
But I'm gettin' a multi-million dollar yearly fee now Girls, don't even know me, want to marry me now Dudes, I thought was homies, want to bury me now
samples of D wit me Came back a month later bought a Lambo for three-fifty Think I throw you grams if you read with me Just because you see me on the
you hey you think that you know what is real travelling around for no reason you better watch out and jump off of my cloud for your own sake Set me free
kicked the shit open, you won't believe who I saw It's chris in handcuffs, pointin at me And the cops made him chase me before they let him free One cop
utmost, I just wanna let you know, I'm paying homage cause you've paved the way for me, Yeah. See, Mary J. I want you to understand you paved the way (for me
know watch me get Ghost In that white on white 550, 55 on da dash Gotta' drive slow homie, Kanye in da dash Let da sun roof back and da Cronic smoke out