Lyrics:
Uh, chopping garlic by myself
You know ain't nobody worried bout' yo health, right
(Right?)
Keep a condom by my belt
You know better than to trust
down, I ain't in a hurry
I'm having too much fun
Yeah baby, I love life, I love life
Day by day, you see me
Getting paid, never gon' stop
Never gon'
on and on and on and on
The world's end don't worry me,
And I'm gonna get where I'm going just hurry me
'Cause I'm in no rush and I can't stand rushin,
Everything is slow motion
a kid again
Straight up, I ain't got no conversation for ya
Nigga talk to the (cannon)
Have a few words with the (cannon)
Tell it to my mother
Well I am on the prowl, baby
Looking for someone to satisfy my needs.
Some way, somehow,
I'm gonna find someone to spend some time with me.
I ain't
Jones, Ms. Jones
Got a nice ring to it
He can have Ms. Jones if he want
Baby ain't nothing to it
Honey it's okay if you wake up late
You can call in sick
the pilot's cranium disfigured
The click, another piece to my head bone
Turn around and greet ms cleopatra jones
"how ya doing baby? she said, "I'm chill how
and butter
You had a shot to be my baby mother
Ain't no sorry I ain't Rueben Studdard
I can't apologize, it's multi-platinum time
Takin' all my shit
home again
And we ain't tryin' to kill each other cause brother we all in
Beautiful black women give 'em much respect
And ain't no funk 'tween
No need to need to rush
Imma give you what you want
No need to need to rush
Imma give you what you want
Oh
Said things ain't go to well my last time
One time show me what that ass do
Woo woo woo
One time baby show me
What that ass do
Hurry bring it like it's past due
I go nuts for the money
I go
With baby on the block
We was protected by lead (pole talk)
Watch out for the cops
Stay away from the feds (real talk)
We was coming from behind
Tryna
coming by the daily
I ain't got it, I go crazy
I got habits and three babies
We got lean by the cases, it take care of the tribulations
Family
by the baby shoe
I said you got a chiled huh
She said yeah he live in Bogaluga out there by my momma
Give me yo' number and I hit you when I make it
hurry
See my open wounds on my flesh by my lonely
Roll up baby I told ya
Even if I would fall I'd climb this wall
Like two out of the three meals that I
faith
Just to keep the soul hydrated
No time for no playdates
Baby, I got work on my database
Real Mexicano's don't eat chimichangas
Really what's
for more (no)
No, no, no
She said you don't love me no more
That's when I be like
Lovin' me baby that's a no-no (no-no)
I'm better when I touch
Be on fifty-fourth, whole clique backing me
All that click clackery, take your wrist wrappery
I ain't no rapper, be, I skeet oozies
And I can't
a lighthouse
Make some diamonds bright now
Think that Imma shine now
At last it's my time like Etta James, this what the grind 'bout
Oh oh oh oh oh, we live by
The queens in the front and the Doms in the back
Ain't takin' no flicks but the whole clique snapped
There's a whole lot of people in the house
Tryna smoke
more
Hurry up and order, ain't no postin' by my door, uh
Boomin' on my porch, boomin' on my mama porch, uh
SniperGang boys, makin' noise
I got hella
is
Fuck the Jones's, niggas trying to keep up with the Combses (Notorious)
C'mon y'all
We are, we are (what's his name)
No, No, No, Notorious
He
calm down)
That nigga be on some bullshit, you know what I'm sayin'?
We ain't, we don't do that shit, word, yeah
He ain't no real producer, you know
calm down)
That nigga be on some bullshit, you know what I'm sayin'?
We ain't, we don't do that shit, word, yeah
He ain't no real producer, you know
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