him wrong. I was never no, never no, never enough, But I can try, I can try to toughen up. I listened when they told me If he burns you, let him go. Change is hard
back I'ma put it where it 'pose to be at And that's non-stop and party-hoppin, it's on [Missy Elliott] Just broke up where this kid is stayin (OH THAT
is good, my bitches bad I'm switching pads, changing watches in my christmas bag I got the gift of gab, talked my way in and took some ass Whips and cash
Now, it occurred to me As I awoke from deeper dreams All this evolution And still I don't know what it means And it gets so hard for me to change When
shakalaka Me and Weezy run this shit so bring me one soda and vodka And a Fiji for my nigga 'cause the police probably watching Man, probation is a
I'm laughin cuz she kissed him in the mouth and gave him herpes That just makes him of 50s niggas wants to murk me? Niggas found my truck and broke it
and lies and feelin like each and every move you make is analyzed? [Busta Rhymes] Yo, it's all good, you see the blessing is a gift and a curse To be
to the present day now Cause some things have changed but some things never change) The weekend is the weekend And it's sunny in the park I'll stay here with my beer and
keep your eyes On and on and on and on Ooh ooh on and on keep it focused On and on and on and Ooh ohh on and on and on Just stay focused
just wait and see" Well, that boy made it, he made it real big And so did the rest of the rock 'n' roll scene along with him And a white guy called Johnny
is better than silver and gold I was hopeless now I'm on hope road Every man want to act like he's exempt When him need to get down on his knees and
we are (We are) Youth of the nation Little Suzzie she was only twelve She was given the world with every chance to excel Hang with the boys and hear the stories they tell She
back bitch, boom shakalaka me and Weezy run this bitch so bring me one soda and vodka and a fuji for my nigga cause the police probably watching man, probation is
think she my mistresses. Mohammad, where my bitches is? Eve's wicked as witches is Yeah! Nigga this peanuts! I'm T-Pain, back with my Nazarinians and
that's hard as rock, is what these hoes be missing And in return she used her stolen credit cards to by me casing And later on she got this bone and
and she a beast in bed And when she fucks she talks pussy's deep and wet And I don't need the taxes, I don't sweat the bitch And sworn it, damn it, that
bids, and most done died My neighborhood is like a ghost town Would hype some trash The BGs got the hood hot With whites and rats The old folks is mad
hate him and they love him like he Kobe And he just be getting money while haters be out there promoting him Pick a Mixtape Messiah then open it and you
