Lyrics:
made by Quincy Jones
Leave a message by the beep and I still won't come to the phone
I just made an easy 50 simply running through a show
Aye please
a Thugs Mansion
Dear mama don't cry, your baby boy's doin' good
Tell the hommies I'm in heaven and it ain't got hoods
Seen a show with Marvin Gaye last
it's getting too long
Serving all these packs in the G
No you ain't tryna shoot the stick you better pass it to me
Okay
And I know the pussy clean I'm
hurry
Cause me want to run on God
It ain't comfortable
Knack am two by two
Heavy i done
I done go baby
Man must glow
I done go
Man must glow
Baby done go
get along with T Jones, so he rolled jack
I was on Prozac before I was 12
Spent my senior year in high school, sittin' in jail
To no avail, I was
ain’t worried about no come down
We get high all day
Wide awake
We ain’t worried about no come down
In LA where I run now
Always got it on me and I
[Chorus]
Damn. The only brother make me look twice;
Believe that baby.
I want to sacrifice.
I'm on it, you couldn't shake me off
If you tried.
No
channel pain
Might cover my hand in rangs
Biggest on the pinky, my skin diamond glisten
Someone bitch wet
She ain't no pillow princess, you just ain't
you really want to roll, would you be my baby
I know you feel it too, just by your attitude
Ain't try to play no games just wanna get with you
a hard life sometimes it'll drive a man crazy
And there ain't no pleasure in this life for me but the nighttime and my baby
Well I'd love to ride all
and everybody get a check
These niggas pussy told yo mama that you should've wore a dress
We work em out ain't got no muscles but you know we like to flex
Aint
My momma ain't raised no punk, and neither did 'Pac
So when it jump off, I breathe for Yak'
Been puttin' in work, so I walk with a bop
And it
SUPERCHARGED by Kwanza Jones
Everybody says what they want to
People wanna talk like its all good
They just wanna pass make no look
Everybody plays
night)
(Ay)
Listen baby, I don't trust you
I'm on alert even when it's just us two
(Ay)
But, hell nah I won't let my guard down
It's Mr. Back door, hurry
I know I hurt you I ain't mean to
But I can't lie baby I need you
Go take a break if you need to
But hurry back cuz I can't leave you alone
I
Baby grind on me
The way you back it up girl it hold me
I'm by ya side when you lonely
And shorty ride like she owe me
That thing it control me
and wouldn't miss
Trust, you gotta listen in
You have to witness the sickness
Then inform the business
That he's comin' with clips
Ain't followed by bitches
Just
Bacardi
If you loved the girl, then I'm so, so sorry
I gotta give it to her like we in a marriage
Oh, like we in a hurry
No, no, I won't tell nobody
row
Tell me ain't no lies, girl
I'm the one for you
I'm a real one
I'm the one for you
Anything you want, baby
Imma get for you
[Chorus]
[Terry
niggas, they life gon' be doomed
I left that bitch, she ain't match my speed
I'm a star, walk in the club, no ID
She love me, eat me, P-I-E
If you try
the proceeds to my favorite charity
Son, I ain't gonna super splash you with no Fantasy Island shit
I mean I work hard for what I got and I be thankful for
the hands of stone,
The next round you came at him like Roy Jones.
A flurry in a hurry you gave it in bunches,
Overtime stomach doing crunches.
Above all odds
"brrrd, pow", yeah
We be chasing paper, they just getting by, yeah
Lil' bitch hello bye, yeah
Ain't got no time, girl I
Girl, I'm running out of storage
Leigh challenge all night
drown in a bottle it’s almost like I’m swimming
You can keep the coke cause I only chase women baby
She said she like Jose I
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