Lyrics:
Baby I - Baby I - Baby I know
Get me high, get me by, tell me where to go
Tell me everything that you want from me and mo
You ain't gotta tell me why
listen in I've got an AP, come through, visitin
I'm with you, but your friends, there signallin' I see a shinin' B, just glittering
You look like a snack
Cassanova
Nova, Nova
Star of the Show Yo Yo Yo Yo...
Oboy I wan burst Baby Head with this song so
You Noh know
Mad Oh Mad, Mad Oh Mad, Mad Oh Mad, Mad Oh Mad
this ain't the truth literally how
Cause bible readers no I'm dropping nuggets that be biblically sound
So ima exit with a grin and a smile I'm out
Mark
feel your legs kid
I'm a gangsta corporate hustla, my voice is illustrious
Hounded by vicious dons, nigga we armed, trust me bruh
They yellin' Chef,
because I'm on an uprise, so I think you better recognize.
Dre: (Sam)
Once again it's the man with the masterplan,
they call him Sam and I (think you
Ay
Chyea baby
Squad
Baby, won't you come my way?
Got something I want to say
Cannot keep you out my brain
But first off I'mma start by saying
you are
You're not gonna ‘Lil Wayne’
Up this mothafucka!"
All I was thinking was
Since there's nothing else
To explain here, I'm done with this dude
So
short
Baby shake some if you want, I'll make the money twerk
Said you need some days off but girl you know you love to work
Put it on my grandma, I'm
But the hate ain't one
Fuck it the cash ain't either
So I'm strapped with a gun
I hit the West on the tip
While I'm flipping a '59
Eyes covered by
forget any details
Vacation for My Soul
Miss me, baby
'Cause I'm missing you
Wherever we'll be
There will be rest for me
'Cause you're a vacation for my
'Cause I did the album with Crypt, not you
They ain't realize everything that I knew
I'm known by many, but respected by few
And I know nobody has handed
Mad Max
Mad Max
All the problems in the world a n*gga mad at
I put my foot right on the gas, I had to dash fast
And you know I'm never looking back,
of the mark ass niggas I broke
'Cause big Breed, can do ya
While I'm smokin' my dope, and tryin' cope
Catch up as this shit gets mental
This chronic got me
and
Your wise men don't know how it feels to be thick as a brick.
And the love that I feel is so far away:
I'm a bad dream that I just had today -- and you
for my darling
I'm fucking starving
Cooking up dope in the RV
Cook it with Harvey
Just bought a halfie
Flip it by half-three
I see the numbers enlarging
split shit
Who you is never heard of ya
At they neck with a hinokami kagura
Just packed up a four I'm a murderer
Like I went to tōtsuki how I serve it up
Nothing make a man feel better than his lady
Cause girl I got you
I know I'm always gone and I'm hardly never home
Don't worry bout nothing (baby
things that's forever, my lady
We can make war or make babies
Back when I was nothin'
You made a brother feel like he was somethin'
That's why I'm with
of dawn
I'm the Biz Mark, and I'm a sure shot
All of a sudden, you you you you..
I got a friend by the name of Charlie
Charlie got a wife by the name
Why you big mad
Pull up with a big bag
Where I'm from we live fast
Spend it when we get cash
Bad lil bitch from Japan
With a big ass
You can have yo
smoke it
Know what I'm sayin'?
And, and, and then Baby U, he a psychopathic
He a psychopathic thinker (uh-huh)
And, and, then we got, then we got
what gat we scratch serial
You leary though
We leavin' you to your funeral
Assumin' that you got the heart to bust back
I'm in the cut with not one but
Y'knahmsayin? I'm tryin to
Keep it civilized
But motherfuckers keep FUCKIN with
Me doe mayne
In case you don't know my name
I'm 'bout to tell you my name
Z-Ro
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