I?m bout to tell you this story about being broke Man, being broke sucks. Dude, being broke sucks. I woke up this morning ain?t got no money, only thing
I?m bout to tell you this story about being broke Man, being broke sucks. Dude, being broke sucks. I woke up this morning ain?t got no money, only
it my way You got me st-stutterin' How can I make you stay? I don't have the words to say When you shake it my way You got me st-stutterin' Stutterin
[singing:] You can't love, but I bet ya Yo can't hine yeah [Verse 1:] Here we Gooo The 1st time aroud I left the cars at the house And I put the diamonds
? (Party!) Randy Mac in the place to be, what you wanna do? (Party!) Nat The Cat, you're in the house tonight, what you wanna do? (Party!) Donald-D is in the place
Intro -Barry White It feels so good You lying here next to me Oh, Rick ross 1st Verse I living underneath the telescope Ciroc in my margarita in mehico
the chalk And fall in the nighttime Gotta get mine, ain't takin' no shorts or no losses Hop on the phone, callin' my nigga, Sin, at home Polishin' the MAC-1
, gladly, 'cause the haters never had to have me, want to follow fools through alleys, 'cause ready to lose and daddy who raised me like Layzie, Krayzie, probably St
way you be shakin? yo rump Be makin? me wanna *** you for fakin? the funk And when yo? little gangsta *** mode take place Make a *** wanna bump the 1st
nigga wit a K dressed in all black wit a ski mask on his face so i bussed out tha doe, started shootin at that bitch and tha 1st bullet missed, but tha
cool thangs I'm in a cool type mood I switch them 2 lanes I got ice on my neck, even pinky rings 24 carrot let your hair blow when we switch lanes 1st
cause he bearly callin so watz up i gotta plane ticket jus me n u im like she scared she late now she packin her bags 1st class iz how we do it
T L M O 3 1 4 Call the cops I see a robbery in progress Lunatics about to steal the show From the S T L M O 3 1 4 I'm real brass to smash with a fo'-
t have one damn soul [CHORUS] I've been around this town, oh oh I'm so high I will never come down (but) When I do, I hit the hard ground [1st CHORUS
you up out my house Here?s your clothes there?s a door and go shawty On your birthday now my shawty number 2 gon' be in 1st place To the main chick Cause
girls pat yuh front a clump (Come on!!!) Miami girls let mi see yuh jump, jump (Yep) New York girls can shake that ass (OH!!!!) St. Louis girls mi see
Hide ya girlfriend, wife or daughter Put it on a plate, I'ma serve ya order Line 'em up, put 'em in place for the slaughta Game over by the end of 1st
