I live for this, so damn right I kill for this And when I get that feelin', ain't gon' be no hit or miss All I need is big guns on the side of me 'Bout
damn right I kill for this And when I get that feelin', ain't gon' be no hit or miss [Hook x2] All I need is big guns on the side of me Bout a half
Tradução: Trick Daddy. Todo lo que Necesitas.
and I'll go How can I be peaceful? I'm coming from the bottom Watch my daddy scream peace while the other man shot em I need a house that's full of
I'm with her anonomous pictures of other niggas tryin to kiss her will i love her,or shall I dis her I'm sick of this scandalous shit I deal wit
all I need to hear cause I'm leavin, I'm out the do' Never no more will you see me, this is the end Cause now I know you've been cheatin, I'm a sucka
do Not because I paid her, or made her Nigga who, you think I be a trick and give my money up? Uh No, no, I got game for a hoe Baggets and combo In a
dog Girl to girl I need yall to help me spell my name [Chorus] B, Bow O, Outstanding W, everybody know I'm the wickedest Wow, that's what the girls all scream when I
ride my pony If I hit it now, I'd break it 'Cause Sheila's just too bony Smoking speed released the lions I'm not lying I'm not sober I'm still trying
I give sight to the blind, my insight through the mind I exercise my right to express when I feel it's time It's just all in your mind, what you interpret
gonna happen, I keep rappin' Muthaphuck Teniell, but see I'm the Captain of this ship And I'm true to the game Ya all look the same Standin' by my backstage
run right thru ya I never knew ya Cos I'm not a trick You can suck the biggity-dick, I'm not the piggity-pig I get away quickity-quick on the plane to
hottest new dancers See, I let y'all live to stack a LITTLE paper Be glad I pushed my album back, I did y'all hoes a favor! [Puff Daddy] She did you
just talk about those I knows The world is mine, can't you see I'm just trying to be all I can be Ohhahhoahh, yeah Verse One: Puff Daddy Now first
Youkno'msayin'? Puff Daddy, Uptown, Bad Boy! Uh! [Verse 1:] A repetitive loop - all I need to destroy A soloist or group, haa! - I put to ya boy! Hope
! [Chorus: Nate Dogg] All the ladies who like sex like I do Come up to my room I'm gon' give it to you All my homies who make chips like I do This ones
