5, 6, 5, 6, 7, 8 All these beats workin' down the street jumping, jacking gimme some time 'cause if you don't, I won't you'll never get back, yeah if
how to rock hard Hello midnight lover, lover Hold that lady tighter Shoot that bullet through her My heart beats just like a cherry soda In the summer Go, go, go
here on my lap And I'ma hit this drink up like it's my last I'ma hit this night up like it's my last I'ma I'ma, hmm, hmm, like it's my last (Boi) Swear
] [Eminem] There they go, back in stadiums as Shady spits his flow Nuts they go, macadamian they go so ballistic, whoa We can make them look like Bozos He's
walk and if you walking my way I'm that Red Bull, now let's fly away Let's buy a place with all kind of space I let you be the judge and I'm the case
's on my mind Is who's gonna run this town tonight Hey, hey Hey, hey (Is who's gonna run this town tonight) It's crazy how you can go from being Joe
There's certain things in life that you can stop and there's certain things in life that can't be stopped Let's go.. "And now.. for your.. Bad Bad Boys
we are (that's right) Bad Boy maxim with all of our splendor Got some real shit for all y'all pretenders Harlem heartthrob that's shock when it's slender
is you Get ya dance on Love the way you make the moves with no pants on Let's ride! Bounce to ya man's song Let's get to goin', it's goin' on before
's on, it's on, it's on, it's on When it's on, it's on, it's on, it's on When it's on, it's on, it's on, it's on When it's on, it's on, it's on, it's
Niggas sketch my life out with malicious intent My skin color's got me trapped in a never ending ghetto I move to the hills, but I can never let go
this side Down to get down with the three-o-to-four pound (Ice-T) It's the National Pass Time, it's blast time - club's out Hit a nigga dead in his wig
at full retail It's thirty g's for the title and the ki's Throw in the extra three and take the tyres and the D's Nigga please, this is lik-wit and I'
G, let's not pretend Dedicated to, all of my friends On the East and the West Coast Gotta let this drama go I'ma straight up G, let's not pretend Dedicated
mathematical Syndicate's in the house, let's get radical Bum rush the show and grab the mic Syndicate's chilllin out tonight They let me loose and now it's war ( ? ) let
(Gucci Mane) Ii??m so f*cking dumb I wear diamonds on my thumbs, Therei??s a diamond on my d*ck so that's a diamond on her tongue, I cani??t feel you
this money Yo check man, yo for real, let me tell you Verse: What up my nigga I'm happy that you home I missed you, let me tell you what?s been going
