stop, when they on the climb And BK, no such thing, it's dark The sun go down, the tool start to spark Outline in chalk, moms lift the part Cases handle
healing Ooh, I just gotta love myself, love myself Now, I ain't never been the freaky chick But I'm feeling kind of twisted My shirt is lifted all up
Lift me up on my honor Take me over this spell Get this weight of my shoulder I've carried it well Lose these shackles of pressure Shake me out of these
ya It?s your fremme neppa venette It?s your fremme neppa venette (Come on) If you a fly gal get your nails done Get a pedicure, get your hair did Boy, lift
While I'm suckin' on your girls h****** Don't play macho, while you got the gun Cause if you got to reload Wyclef the multi-talented Average heads can't handle
ll rip them off slash somebody back with a attitude that right/ I'm sick with the money spent on bullet proof nigga fight fight Handle that, nigga handle
cause they're not blind While I live the thin line, between love and hate How many gon' survive Armageddon Just waiting to atone that day In the Roman gates here to make no mistakes Handle
to save a little bread Now my eyes, got water in 'em Why the fuck am I still standing here Nobody love me I ain't happy here My mama said, she can't handle
a distance I could love em' Frienemies, frienemies The ones you kept close, the ones you love the most Frienemies You know who you kiss, you know who you lift
Flip your hair while they staring Say yep that's me, yep Girl, you strutting looking flawless Them red bottoms on Just to let them know you balling Independent (Ay) Handle
chest out Flip your hair While they staring Say yep that's me, yep Girl you strutting looking flawless Them red bottoms on Just to let them know you balling Independent (ayy) Handle
hands gripped Praise the Lord shit, our Father If I should die before I wake Fuck that, snap a nigga shit, smash him with the fifth Watch his body lift
to live up to these expectations? Now look, I love my daughter more than life in itself But I got a wife that's determined to make my life livin' hell But I handle
you know what time it is Stop sleepin on my roof bitch For whatever it's worth it's worth me havin my arse whipped Cause I'ma have the last lift that
man, aight Steelo type fat, solar type facts Later for milk and honey Get the money out this piece, relax (Relax) I handle streets, all type slick Just
Exam" and "Mood Muzik" They the closest to "Reasonable Doubt" and "Ready to Die" Crooked I, watch for snitches and wire devices My fo'-fifth, fire in crisis, lift
rollin' with big thugs We get in clubs you know you gettin' ya shit bust Not too many ducks is goin' against us If ya don't know now, you'll know when ya lift
