Lyrics:
[Chorus:]
I know you're feelin' lonely, I know that I'm not the only one
that you can call but keep me in mind....
This feeling of lust in haunting,
I infect the whole set and collect the cash
And I'm gon' run game but respect the past
Got long range aint trippin its flippin' into small change
you watching my son
I'm a young tank dog, so you know how I roll
Get to the flo', because I
[Hook]
[Choppa]
By now you know my name, and you done saw
In this life time you don't have to proove nothing to nobody except yourself
And after what you've gone through if you havn't done that by now
It
split up the loot
By this time tomorrow boys, we be chillin' in Cancun
Beelow talking:
Ballaholic you know what I'm saying
It's drought season, we had
then I jig it to da left
I don't need nobody else cause I could jig it by myself
Cause I'm still bouncin aye then I stop n let my shoulder lean
Still
(Chorus)
I know that I'm crazy
It's nobody's fault but mine
I know that I'm lazy
It's nobody's fault but mine
I know you don't love me
It's nobody's
me how to scream
Teach me how to scream
Teach me how to scream
(a haha)
Now touch your toes, your next in line to get on the flo
I know girls all
You see my face everywhere
It’s like I’m on TV
I’m like the MVP
Don’t ask if I got a EP
'Cause I got mo' gas than BPs
From the links, to the fuckin' CDs
last?
It's like a jungle sometimes
it makes me wonder,
you know it makes me wanna...
そうね
We be swingin'
it to bring it to the
minute so feel it...
m-flo
this motherfucker
Bringin' the pain non stoppin' be layin'
Now I'm gone verbally dick you in your ear
And nut in your brain, y'all niggas lame
See ya
know the underground shit
D-loc n johnny richter on a hill like a sidekick
U hit me dawg we hit u back n we spinin on our ride
On the flo we hit
P.U.S.S. to the why that's my pussy
Chorus
Pussy rules niggaz don't understand the world is ran by pussy alone
Fuck a man everything it motivates so don't
Un, deux, trois
Bang, bang, bang
Feathers, I'm plucking feathers
One by one, by one
No more skylarking, around my head
Your information
But there's
in di darkest ours a di night even by day,
Right away, shot pan sight,
Despite di visions we a gi'm insight,
Nuff na do'it right, so mi afi
the frosting
Ima work her out no Denise Austin
Tryna make a dollar outta penny stockings
If I'm sipping something its Henny often
Theres no stopping till Im in
Now I'm headed out the door to the motherfuckin spot
Got a G bundle for the brothers who be slanging
And an extra clip in my coat for foo's who be
ce genre de flow que mes flos paieraient cher pour
But I keep the game on lock and that's childproof
I'm back on my bullshit
Entouré de désaxés,
i'm in the club
V.I.P, with a black heata
Thug drama, smokin on blue sticky
They see me ballin in this game
and they want to hit me. (Cog-nonsense)
Lets
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