Man in the street "You can't jump over your own head" - it's your words,it's my words, it's their words,it's my shit.
like it [Memphis Bleek] No, we love it I got a mommy with a body, don't touch it You can't fuck wit Young Easy, I on the Just Blaze production You get
it you be it your of it You breathe it we need it bring it back for the hustlers Have you dust off the hammer dance can't touch this C'mon playboys bring your cars back out Cause your
mean much You got one hand on your gat while your genitals are being touched Livin the life that's plushed and glamourus Drunk and high with your little soul's
with one or two throws I'm droppin 'em outta high school straight into the pros Who knows? I know! And I love it when you make your knees touch your elbows
never bought it in the streets I slang Peeps I train to hustle get it take out names Let me bang and spread it all around the project blocks I'm sick
touch the pedal once, it look like I?m racing eyes chinese, smoke like I?m jamacian, V.I.P rollin? doobies up and face it 12 bottles of Rose, I?m on
't fuck with us Aaw I'm the one Man I'm money, hoes, clothes and shows To do with your ho all wrapped in one I'm not done Man, I'm the shit after it'
's what I'm bonin' Go 'head, do ya dance I know you see all of this money in my hand And if you keep doin it for me Imma spend it all (x2) It's alright
, when I hit it from behind And I'll be right back, yeah that's my very next line I use it, time after time, when I'm speakin' my mind It's no matter if I
I splurge with it, I'm so absurd with it Got the hunger to go get it 'cause I wan' go spend it You know how a boss player play, nigga I'm ballin' If there's
, yeah Check it out, check it out, O.Trice Shady Records nigga, it's goin' down once again' boy It's just a scratch man, let's go Em I murder this inc
Squad right behind, they got seven .45's (Yo Gotti) All I do is win, I'm Gotti the brawn G I'm the M.V.P., I got championship chains Triple double on
a moment.. that it's too soon.. to forget I know, I can't afford to stop for a moment.. that it's too soon.. to forget I know, I can't afford to stop
through the track with stunt-tastics, I don't floss it (Wow) Proceed with caution, slow your role But I can't see that option, it's all I know Say I'
little yellow girls with the slanted eyes I wrap a bow around my dick and then I yell surprise And to the sista's, and to the sista's I love it when
na na na na Nobody's home, nobody's home Nobody's home Nobody's home Nobody's home Nobody's home Nobody's home Nobody's home Nobody's home Nobody's home Nobody's