fucked up attitude? Oh, don't bring me down, Don't bring me down, Oh, keep comin' round Keep comin' round , now Oh, don't bring me down, Don't bring me down
more before I get off the floor Don't bring me down. Don't bring me down,grroosss Don't bring me down,grroosss Don't bring me down,grroosss Don't bring me down
don't give a fuck they'll tell me that it's just bad luck where will I find where I fit in And don't believe a word they're telling to you don't
the script take a shit in your draws And I don't need to take you number girl this ain't no casting call [Chorus] [Verse 2: B.o.B] Yes she give it to me
she love limelight more than John Swaybis seen more miles than I rent at AVIS she don't slow down then someday maybe she lost then she can't find her
to make this animal stop Who these niggas trying to take down Break down, tray pound, eight rounds He ain't feeling nothing from the waist down Hit up
I'ma go up on the corner And buy me a fish sandwich Y'all hold it down, I'll be right back Tha Reverend Charlie Brown And don't you ever forget Fabolous
Po Po's botherin me Got me in a lineup, got my hands in cuffs They don't wanna set me free Trying to bring me down, when they come around Po Po's fuckin
t sling the clip at the last lane And ran to the cops, to bring the tips of the last names (Nigga!) Like I ain't bring the shipments, and past caine And
ain't up on things (Don't come close to me Unless you ride like you supposed to be) If you ain't up on things (Don't come close to me Unless you pimpin
expect from me y'all From the hood to Hollywood they respecting me y'all And even overseas they accepting me y'all All the ladies show me love, the thugs
is a threesome Getting me some, D.R.E. some, Skateboard B some Starmap nigga, I?m back with a vengeance Call that happy feet but I don?t fuck with the
Cause I don't wanna be cool, I don't wanna be you I don't wanna shake hands, or wear your G-Unit shoes Don't want you on my hooks, don't wanna be in your
Oh-seven Bugatti with Jimmy Iovine's secretary I'm runnin the buildin, don't make me run in the buildin No this ain't the first time I had my gun in the
Pilot Give me that beat fool, it's a full time pimp mode [Money Mike:] Chris and Neefy. I'm warning ya sweety. Y'all can't beat me. You'll see when
? I'm the nigga that'll smoke the purple, get high as a kite Down half the Goose then choke your workers Don't make me put two in your shirt, dawg I put
This nigga thank he Lil' Jon and his partner Scrappy Goin dumb with his bitch so he don't like me This ain't the South boy, we ain't crunk we go hyphy
shouldn't take 9/11 to bring our minds together Shit rough we'll grind together Light a candle we can shine forever or I can pass So I won't miss Aaliyah
