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won't bite lay by the candlelight girl you shine
You'll be mine in time all it takes a little time first in line
Girl you are the first on my to do list

Where My Love At?

Too Phat

360° [Platinum Edition]

Like no problemo
Until I heard kiddies
Who dissin' on they demos
Not just that
Go on the net
Phat Fam dissed by Bobby
Little sick kid
Who surf porn

I got dynamics
I'm outstanding, never a stand-in for somebody else
Run up on me by mistake, don't run up all by yourself
Celine Dion type beat, main

a second to see that ain't what it seems
Tired of you out here always like you living dreams
Acting like it's good, I took a peek behind the scenes
Not doing

preaching? 

Fearless but not reckless, walk in any hood
The homies in the ATX know ya boy plenty good
They're on the block sending people to the grave
I'm

and roam the wrong streets at night
To make it back home after the 9 to 9
Made it through some times holding a 9
By any means...


So believe I'm trying

Hardly sane
Seen too much stuff
Bloody deadly dark
Naughty gentle heart

Bitch some say I'm satanic
Making them panic
Cause I'm doing my own thing
Y'all

and the bottle tonight
Not having a very good Christmas
No not tonight

November to December nights
Illuminated by colorful lights
It's the Holidays, so I think I

niggas, on them jiggers and they can't sit still
Rollin', in the club all drinks on Tee
By the bar, if I don't know you then you ain't gon' drink 
(Where

Sit back, relax and take a sip of Hennessy
Chicana Love is bumping loud so hynas picture me
A little youngster, in and out of jail but now on bail
I

Sit back, relax and take a sip of Hennessy
Chicana Love is bumping loud so hynas picture me
A little youngster, in and out of jail but now on bail
I

Check off
Every little box that you got
I got tracks for days, and everyone of them hot
So you can't complain, always had what you sought
Oh you must've

what the fuck did I have for breakfast?
Coffee and some donuts, cheerios the best, bitch
Huh, good thing I drank Bang Energy
Uh, dude!
Mm, mmm, mmm, mm

It's the little things... cracking jokes and always jumpy
I think my eyes are tearing up, my throat is getting lumpy
It's so hard... reminiscing bout'

I'm accepted
By mainstream America and good in the piece
Now niggas wanna talk all greasy (why)
Like they ain't used to open up for
Me in New York on tv

every day
All work but still make time for a little bit of play
Hit me, say she on the way
Man I'm livin' what these lil' motherfuckers dream
Either

catch a flame from my torch
The game was taught
I want my name in the source
Little nigga, from jumpin' GZA
Now thanks to Pizzah i'ma tote the pistol

I just need my space

Maybe just a little bit of room to move
I'm feeling suffocated hope you know it's all thanks to you
Talking to the man in

a rarity
So why is it so many come to me
Where the hell do I find someone like that
Someone to help me get my life on track
Shit is getting weirder by

Little did I know that your love would find me too
One day you'll be mine
I'll call you my heart my soulmate my love my boo
I still remember when we met

It just hurt a little more because it felt like I had died
And then you really had me trippin' on the thought of suicide
But love, it’s a funny thing

a tune
And all these people told me things like
Don't be scared to live a little on the edge while you've got time
Before I knew it, time had come and gone

On the track
Need relax
Any facts
If I can't recollect where we at

Bounced up bounced up
Double dribble 
Mouse in the house 
Cause you too little 

Only come

hangin' by one of my puppet strings
Couple things that you mother fuckers probably struggling to understand
That in this game, only the toughest win
So all