a back seat Let me show you what I can do I won't take a back seat It ain't funny to fool with me I'd be a bad loser You're gettin' me mad using me
I just can't stop macking I know I gotta stop sooner, but I'll stop later They call me short dog, I'm nothing but a player I know what she's thinking
bro but I'd shoot that fool If he played me close and tried to test my cool Every day I wonder just how I'll die Only thing I know is how to survive
come) That's a rigg up, I rather swallow my yay an' shit slugs Fuck task, it's a must, I bubble So many rocks in my jaw, I feel like Barney Rubble I
you gets robbed by the luniz fool If I was a bum I'd be straight to ride out Fuck a piece of the pie I take the whole cake and sky out Broke niggas
like I-I-I-I Girl I'mma fool with this You make me work harder When you say my name Yeaaah It's not over, still I make you rain [Kelly Rowland & Trey
once and scream it? No, I do not feel that good, when I see the heartbreaks you embrace If I was a master thief, perhaps I'd rob them And now I know
ever saw a black me I thought I chose a field where they couldn't sack me if a n-gga aint running shootin a jump shot running a track meet but this pimp
off on Get my rocks off on Prada knockoff I'm gone, I cop rock on the dope block I'd rather rot than cop dope I'd rather snot than snort coke I cope with
, I gave up my time for a no good affair You'd think I'd learned by now To be taken in by a perfect stranger That I had the know how Still more, fool
on a grip So like anybody else I went and bought a gun Pulling burgs at night and now I'm counting my funds Three times a day and I drive a coup on danas
I get cynical at a fool then I send a crew back to school I never packed a tool or acted cool, it wasn't practical I'd rather led a tactful, tractical
forehead with a stamp I should've been blasted I should've been had a cap pulled in my ass But I'm too swift and fast for that, I'm past it I'm too
my beach house No, I ain?t gonna go and act a fool And be the lead story on the nigga news Not me, sucker, I?d never be your lover I?d rather make you
I've been phoning night and morning I heard you say, "Tell him, I'm not home" Now you're confessing but I'm still guessing I've been your fool for so
better be true It don't have to be clever between me and you If it's gonna be forever, it better be true I don't mind rehearsing but I'd much rather
I'd rather be rich, it sounds a little funny If diggin' a ditch would earn me lots of money I'd dig like a fool in the land of milk and honey Where every
