and you are going nowhere; i?ll make you famous; detatch me from your sinking vessel; as the waves claim you for their own; your words drift; this is the truth; you
too late!) Like nigga, I got needs too I found a man who gave me what I need Now I don't need ya I barely gotta text the call back You ol lying ass nigga You
you? Jealous when I spend time with the girls Why I'm married to you still, man, I don't know But tonight I'm serving you with papers, I'm divorcing you
are One day you?ll have to let it go You?ll have to let it go, no One day you?ll stand up on your own You?ll stand up on your own, yeah Remember losing
yeah, I'ma up at Brooklyn, now I'm down in Tribeca Right next to De Niro, but I'll be hood forever I'm the new Sinatra, and since I made it here I can
(2X) I'll take you all around as long as we're on solid ground I'll introduce you to town and never will I let you down One look from you and I think I
hah hah I get the feeling sometime that make me wonder Why you wanna take us under? Why you wanna take us under? I get the feeling sometime that make me wonder Why you
i like my wine white, yeah patron straight, I'll take you to mars and show you i got my own space. stir stir dont shake, then dont break i take you out
I became famous For playin' me y'all shall forever remain nameless (You don't know what you're doing, doing, doing, doing) I am Hov' Sure I do I tell
I need a hundred more, you at the bar, pourin it up you try to wife it up, I already toe it up, up in V-I see how i keep it B-I, like a paper trail shout
the way you make my body say, I, I, I Shake, wind and roll, let's lose control Shake, wind, shake, wind and roll, I, I, I Shake, wind, shake, wind and roll, I, I, I
up like some crank calls You think I'm backing down you must be out of your dang skulls I'm almost famous You dream of trading places I have been changing faces You
, no, no I can't take no more of this I'm knock, knock, knockin' on your door Asking if you'll still let me in Won't you stay, won't you stay? Hear what I
and you'll know it, too I can make a mere schoolboy forget his books I can make a world-famous beauty neglect her looks I can make a good man forsake
'll strive for nice livin' Inside some pay the price or we'll spend nights in prison Plea bargain, hopin' my peoples speak the problem We each disolving trying to make
the graveyard I'm the William Wallace of this shit Ayo P, Prodigy I got love for you man, I love you man You know what I'm saying, just get them unloyal
a celebrity I'll get to cry to Barbara Walters When things don't go my way And I'll get community service No matter which law I break I'll make the
