do do do do do do Do do do do do do do do She was just so selfless speaking Wish she had just told you yesterday And yeah you love her And yet it's over And yeah it's over
, Ha, Paper plane, ball it up let it fly, Ha, "Holl up, holl up, you ball up a hundred dolla bill, and throw it, " Paper plane, ball it up let it fly,
tryna buy me out the mall Throw your paper on it all Wrapped in Dolce&Gabanna and come over when you wanna get involved- NO You're so sexy But it's hard
who paid Cause you ain't take the last dollar made Long as they keep printing it, there's chances of getting it Money's my bitch, and we stay intimate
one planet to broke my ?coach? it's free Son, I need Weed to proceed Change the flow speed and I'm getting vexed ? it's six six six There's no days for
self We got the phantom See which side of the game is over there Well is this it, the end of civilization Are we prepared? Well I hope so Here's the
all ! A few instructions just before rehearsal starts: Carlotta must be taught to act . . . ," (The PHANTOM'S voice gradually takes over from her) PHANTOM'S
) PHANTOM'S VOICE (from somewhere else) I'm here: The Phantom of the Opera . . . (Again, they follow the VOICE. This happens several times, the PHANTOM'S
expand the planet Plan harder, your Godfather's plans failed I air mail the senseless scar, two snub noses Niggas love those expensive cars Is it him
the sky and measure planets by parallax Check out the retrograde motion, kill the notion Of bitin' and recyclin' and callin' it your own creation I feel like Rockwell, 'Somebody's
dough, so why try? Think it's gonna be a hit 'n' run? Wrong, it's a drive-by. Niggas catchin' tantrums,because your girl's never safe around the Midnight Phantom
main attraction How does it happen? If I knew id tell ya They'd probably try to say I worshiped devils in the cellar It's just a slight of hand, like
breakdown, it's all the same Havin a nervous breakdown, draw you insane It's just pleasure and pain, pleasure and pain Another man's loss, another man's
see me on your tv yo, taylor made versachi, im wit Khaled on that speedy boat, when it comes to latina MC's there's none bigga, now who's gonna tell me
out a gun Ya know your bed? That's me under it Pull the covers over your head, I'ma smother it Then it's back off into the moonlit sky Throw your hatchets
I need is a game jersey. Nigga nuts and guts get served up when I get it all spittin up, aim sturdy. Cut it up, gut it up with cold cuts with another
in the mix California butt, MC's suckin' more what Like Gerald Levert, you try to make it work Jheri Curl Jones, spendin' cash on a skirt Plan to win
three minds, one head That brother took the alley (I followed him) he's dead He's datin yakos alli (she's awful) gives head Say what? your coat is red, he's