Lyrics:
Ain't gone say dis again on my momma been fuel to the fye and they knowing it's evident
I could shine by myself but I'm linked to a couple diamonds
Muthaf***a, sometimes, you feel like a nut
That's what you do
What we got here, uh, check it out
Here's another one, uh, uh
By the Notorious
"It's Mr N on that track"
yea,
(Chorus)
Rrrrrraaaaa..
No Games, No Games
The time to turn to a new page
Gotta move forward from the old days
Yah,
the feelings gotta write away
Don't know what to do
When I'm not with you
Only music I don't take a break from
Yaa
Fuck these Brudda like to try shit but they
You said the first thing your gonna do is catch a game out at Wrigley Field
cnd I know your eyes would look so blue out there by the navy pier
You
Just got my new wings, I flew away
I'm no longer binded by these mental shackles
Don't pay attention to opinions or to factuals
I trust in me, and I
crazy, switching tides. We gotta row We gotta row
Fucked up my line of credit, don't credit no one but me. When you look at me, what do you see? Is it
the time be
They don't want to know me, they want to know my G's
Le I quit, things ain't the same no more
But I'ma do my thing 'til there ain't no more
the time be
They don't want to know me, they want to know my G's
Le I quit, things ain't the same no more
But I'ma do my thing 'til there ain't no more
How you gonna say what you can and can't do,
Sitting in the crib, parked in front of the tube
You're mad at the world like she owe you,
What you
that fucking pest
I feel
I feel
Negative
I feel negative
Ay yeah
I feel negative in my skeleton
Do what I want
Feeling hollow, followed by the law
She
back to the very first scene now
December 4th, a child is born
Before I knew it, had my pops trousers on
That's how we do it when the man of the house
It's not a game, im not playin'
Baby do ya hear what im sayin'?
If ever you need someone to go to
Someone that holds you
Someone to be by yo side
Baby
the gang can’t go
Ding dong, 125 or ten toes
All of this road that I do
I need me a whole load of petrol
Same way I gotta stick with this paper
Like
time to do what you please
Avoid the drive-by grip tight and steer right
Into some fine wine 'til you're buzzed and feelin' free
It's not over 'til
When I'm freakin' you
I love the New York heat
There's gotta be something better to talk about
Ask a stupid question, I'm walking out
I highly
can't seem to find my penis
Coulda got bit off by a mutt god knows I'm libidinous
Never mind found it lasted about ten minutes
I get high off disabling
For you
I'm doing these things for you
I'm tryna switch lanes, I'm tryna sip drank
And do some things to you, true
For you
Ain't no telling what I do
Written by: Keri Lewis, Stokley Williams
Spoken
Sometimes relationships
Sometimes they just don't work out
You gotta do what you gotta do
You
My oh my...
Do you get excited
When I meet you every night?
You won't let the night pass you by
I wanna know
I gotta know
loan
Gotta lay it down for a minute (whatcha gon' do?) Do what you do
If you in the jail, don't let the jail get in you
And the see-H-P's think they
the ladder I'm climbin - and you can clock me as I roll by!
[Chorus]
[Thin C (Layzie Bone)]
Whaaaaaat's goooooo-ing onnnnn
(Gotta know what's goin on, better
on the news like, "A man in Austin was killed by bees."
I just fucking laugh. How do you get killed by bees?!
If you're walking through the woods, right,
with my game 'cause I
Just got paid
And I got a little money to burn
I gotta get laid
Gotta find me a sexy girl
I see you walkin' by, gul
Ya lookin' so
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