and breaks my heart Like no, no, no, nobody's business Til she goes and breaks my heart Like no, no, no, nobody's business Nobody's business Nobody's business No, no, no, nobody's business
gutta' bitch. Gotta' gutta' bitch. She my gutta' bitch. Gotta' gutta' bitch. That's my gutta' bitch- that's my gutta' bitch- that's my gutta' bitch. That's
Ross Lex two-fifty horse power, click and devour the source If it's flour then swallow your loss I cock fours, kick in Poppi's doors All for the cash
and Volvos Nobody fuckin' with them girl thangs Me, G-Roc, J.B. and Lil' C.Mo. puffin' on indo Splittin' 4 double O. Z.'s Young G's tryin' to live And
swift as a hyena Gimme the chance I'll rock the lakefront arena Like Teena Marie be rockin Tipitina's (damn Gina) Tall dark strong long and lean ain't nobody comin cleaner It's
What it is pimp? T.I.P., Trap Muzik, understand that? Grand Hustle pimp, ay, wus hattnin' Toomp? Let's ride out homie, what it is mayne? P and C, Pimp Squad Click
Start the car I know a whoopee spot Where the gin is cold But the piano's hot It's just a noisy hall Where there's a nightly brawl And all That Jazz [
talk a lot of shit Oh, you still don't think I'm tight ask your girl she got my shit And she's bumpin' number 6 like nobody's business Got these fools
most ruthless champion there's ever been There's no one can stop me, there's never been nobody who could - I'm Sonny Liston, I'm Jack Dempsey, there's
turns it into misery You niggaz is killin' me with your wannabe me's You a artist, we bosses the one's that fund the CD's All you gonna-be, wannabe, gonna
Oh you still don't think I'm tight Ask your girl she got my shit And she's bumpin #6 (Good Music or Murs Rules the World) Like nobody's business Got these
dick swiftly Niggaz are swingin wild, but they styles miss me You can bring that bitch but ya whole click'll still get treated shitty Business never
