it all Like the blue in our sky It?s clear to me You?re my everything, baby It?s clear to me You?re my everything, baby You?re my everything.
it is Everything I do, I do it big Yeah ah ha, screaming that's nothin When I pull out the lot, that's stuntin I rep my town, when you see me me you
know what it is everything I do, I do it big Yeah ah ha, screaming thats nothin when I pull out the lot, that's stuntin I rep my town, when you see me
hah, uh hah hah) Got my nephew Nate Dogg in da house Nate Dogg holla at 'em Where you at? Chorus: (Nate Dogg) Ridin in my car And I'm listening to the
by the phone Cause you're always on my mind And I'm running out of time I've got your hair on my pillow and your smell in my sheets And it makes me think
my bitch dancer, I'm bout as sick as cancer If you could swallow my style, you probably rip ya pants off If you could bottle my style and sell it to somebody
t forget about me stupid, Everywhere I go Imma have my own theme music. Oh, every time I close my eyes, (what chu see, what chu see bro?) I see my name
ll just eat my breakfast try to keep my questions starving all night out in the suburbs i met my true fine love down in the suburbs i met my true fine
s up baby? haha, Brooklyn son, what up what up? My nigga Lloyd, my nigga Caddy, my nigga C. Gotti, my nigga Young Merc, my nigga Blackchild (EXODUS), my
the rhymes is what I do Without selling my soul for something new You see the people around, they're saying maybe But they ain't me, that's why I drive a Mercedes
life's a Mercedes, a mansion with a pool My life's on a bus stop just waiting for some fuel Your obviousness disgusts me I see thru your macho lies I'll fight everything
out of my sight It?s a payback Get off of my case Get off of my lady Get into your fat Mercedes And right outta my life (2x) You walk in, right into my
NOW Live from the 215 My babygirl ride right on my left handside Mercedes rug slide through the palm of a dime The brother known best Its the prince And you my
your shit and take the first train out of my life, oh yeah It's a classic line, baby I just wanna be friends But baby my friends don't have keys to my Mercedes
convinced That you should go and kiss it just a little bit I wear my custom kicks I got my Jesus chain My canaries is gleaming though my angle wings They
man above (Oooooh WOOOoo my life is good) Let me tell ya how good... hahaaa Like my women hot and my beer ice cold A real fast car and my whiskey old
but can't handle it This rap game's getting scandalous I done lost my best friend in Los Angeles My other nigga turned Evangelist But I can't quit cause