Lyrics:
(uh)
I got the pack of Rough Riders in the back of the Pathfinder
You know the epilogue by James Todd Smith
I get swift with the lyrical gift
Hit you
by the pimp lao
Don't let 'em live in my house
Let 'em whip in my car
I couldn't ball what tricks say
I'm sippin you drinkin' cheap ass Alize
You
you.
Without you, what would a poor boy do?
Touch and go with 1-6.
Bit of trouble in zone No. 7.
Gotta remember all of my tricks.
There's heaven
.
Without you, what would a poor boy do?
Touch and go with 1-6.
Bit of trouble in zone No. 7.
Gotta remember all of my tricks.
There's heaven ahead in
alone
Playing with cards on my throne
Maybe i'll meet someone nice
But we'll just be friends in disguise
I sit by myself
Without other halve
U can mess
cause you thought you was slick
At least she got it free, but you? Youse a big trick
You helped the pimps get paid, took a shot at catching AIDS
And got
without a trace didn't even leave a tip
So I'm saying fuck you and fuck your whole click
Body hurting like you hit me with a whip
I thought love was magic
Now, '94 to '95, innocent without crime
(Drop that shit)Yeah, yeah, check it out
Now run for your life, or you wanna get your heat, whatever
We
pay like you weigh
You could come by, shit you can't say
That my girl Mya sing what I can't even say, c'mon
'Cause ain't nothing going on but
V shit
And AIDS ain't the end of the world girls and us do kinky stuff
And there's way to muff without the fluids touchin
Never hide
When you shop with me you coming back for more
They act like I need to be warned or sum
I always got tricks right up my sleeve
Doing it since I was born
they earn their keep
Cause I've been told that eggs aint cheap
Without warning they'll collapse
So you shouldn't count em fore they hatch
No no no no
No
tricks
He know this shit not chicken
But he still got hit with drumsticks
Dumb bitch, how you claim you 'bout it
But you leave without it?
Dumb bitch,
I got the pack of Rough Riders in the back of the Pathfinder
You know the epilogue by James Todd Smith
I get swift with the lyrical gift
Hit you
dolo, all of my trust in me
Remember no body fucked with me
See me up now they say “wassup” to me
Am I tripping?
How you gon claim you a day 1
By the end
to claim success
I know, I know I'll be fine
Without, without you by my side
So cut the ties and say goodbye
You burned the bridge I built and now
I know, I
a night
How you do that trick to hypnotize ?
Me in a shuffle dance, you by the light
I think it's time to fix our glances
just in time to lick you beside
shoulda warned ya about a nigga like me
Cause I don't weep and I don't sleep
Save that motherfucker black, cause talk is cheap
And uh, since you got beef
cant start beating
For all your truth I answer with cheap tricks
What's wrong with me
I'm not the one, I'm nothing
I tell to myself cause you wont
Don't
you better not take no photos
Cheap
I call them penny hoes
Freak
Please come around with like plenty hoes
Freeze
They undercover fuck the federals
something, just us two
No one else can seem to get
I've seen a lot by now
But nothing else compared to it
So don't try
How to sell me on some cheap love
no one else can seem to get
I've seen a lot by now but nothing else compared to it
So don't try to sell me on some cheap love
Nobody comes close
It's a sin to tell a lie until we trick out the truth
That depends on what you do and don't believe
What you have hidden up your sleeve
Younger
you hate a nigga now tell me
How many times a nigga gotta tell you
He cannot live without you now tell me
How many times a nigga gotta tell you
He
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