Lyrics:
feelin' so weak, sheesh! (That shit hurt)
I was dancin' wit the devil, had to come right back (Come right back!)
Momma why'd you do ya son like that?
This
I gotta Call from my nigga who was fitna break
Yo Miles, fuck the bus, man I can take you to school
I got your trust, or you still got some faking
bless it off like a champ, bro Should've seen Ghost up there, I got his back
Roll back with my wife, no sinning Bad, had a few friends
Still got my pad
Thank you, thank you If you made it by far to this part of the album
Thank you I just wanna thank you, yours truly
Thank you, Mack Johnson thank you
You niggas can't rap
Lost 10 bricks
Got it all back
Lying like shit you know its all cap
I ain't going back and forth with you people
I'm up by 20
sure they know my play (make sure)
Got a lot on my plate
But I won’t quit today
Know what them bastards say
How dare I leave my lane
They’d rather stuck
Get you it cheap by the dozen, got bread like a muffin
These hollows could fill you like stuffin
I'm makin' shit, gettin' lovely, nonstop driving back
(CHORUS)X 2
Whacha doin girl wit all dat (ooh nuttin)
What's all that pokin from the back (ooh nuttin)
Whacha got goin over there (ooh nuttin)
What's
At all. my back against the wall
everything my fault
My fault, thought you could protect my heart
My scars, can't tell me you love me if you don't love my
Easy, back up, turn your radio
Turn your radio off
Watch me now, baby, baby
Uh uh, uh uh
Bitches in my ear, they saying they love me
You don't
sung "Stand By Your Man"
Her make-up barely covered her black eye
She'd come back week after week
Mascara rolled down her cheek
I hear she's getting
if you divide, then hurting yourself
Greater success, greater need, a full common sense
You're at your best, then fall, get back up, only a test
if you divide, then hurting yourself
Greater success, greater need, a full common sense
You're at your best, then fall, get back up, only a test
Niggas been slippin' on Ken D-A-W-G
Got 'em, right back at 'em
With some platinum shit
[Ken Dawg]
Which category are you in?
What's your story when
I come through your block?
Sheek, Funk Doc, Meth on top
Porsche, 300 horse fly by, back open pumpin How High (How High)
Yeah, can y'all see that
"Is she really going out with him?"
"There she is, let's ask her"
"Betty, is it true he's got reproductive organs like a rhionosterus?"
"That's quite
you try for me?
I hold you down, no talking down, girl just don't lie to me
I got your back, all over my back, just don't lie to me
I don't need
On my way back from a wedding
I drove round some of the old streets
I got swept up by the memories
Of cold nights and warm sheets
I parked outside
the heights
Ironic how I'm lifted by the future's hold
Not staying down caused me to ruin those
Feelings that I felt but, I got 'em back now
Good thing too,
And people only judge you by content of character
And give you all your space when you wanna change
Change
I know that's something we need
There's not enough
Enemies stab your back
Cause of envy and that's a fact
Depending on what you have
Your loved ones are on that path
Ain't that sad
Being the target
of where I'd be without you but never true fear
Yeah, don't act Brand new, why you let your friends get in your head like it's Cantu
Now you got em thinking
and started listening to my longing heart
And then you softly pressed your lips to mine
And feelings surfaced I'd suppressed for such a long time
And for
and looked back at the man he said
Well I fooled you I fooled you I got pigiron I got pigiron I got old
pigiron
Down the Rock Island Line she's a mighty
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