nothings made sense for a long time now i think they're getting to me if i could only buy some time now. figure out ow things oughta be there ain't a
owed her was some good steady fuckin Fuck that, not the one that's gonna fall on no hoe trap Ease back bitch, before you need all your teeth back.. ..
[VERSE 1 - Lil Wayne:] Back the hell off Rock n roll Jesus with all my nails on all I need is a blunt and a bail bond and give these blind motherfuckers
I pull it Willies wanna rub shoulders, your money's too young See me when it gets older, ya bank account grow up Mine's is one-zero-zero-zero-oh-doub
Sat back recline, and trained my mastermind Came up with a faster rhyme in time this dogg has got u hypnotized So I gotta ask them how in the hell we
buggin all of my peoples (What) In the back of a Caddy Juppin' outta Caddies, spreadin' through alleys In Cleveland and Cali like daddy and Oh, no, love, for double-a and duble-a zero
name not Eva Yeah, I brang fever rockin' classic Adidas I'm straight off the heater rippin' needles off the meter Here I go, flip my flow Back it up
I ain't never scared I stay sinnin, I'm from Jersey where the (Devils) is Go 'head LIFT IT UP, you know what the hell is Come get your groove back BITCH
one hit to get in those jeans It's not your ****, girl, it's your brain Now when I hit it I keep the chicken lo mein Back on the train like, "Who the hell
(Rasheeda) ATL to STL, on them things and crunk as hell Your system blast, then let it bump Spark the L and raise it up Fifteens in my shit, you know
'bout her twin sister Mindy I spit game like that, I get brains like that Butter-soft leather seats, it came like that If sex was football, I'd be a running back
pull it Willies wanna rub shoulders, your money's too young See me when it gets older, ya bank account grow up Mine's is one-zero-zero-zero-zero-oh-
speak no other languages I came to do two things, kick some ass And drink some cold beer and I'm almost out of beer Looky here, we damned if every other year He ain't stumble back
Michael Spinks with the belt, String a bell boy, my name rings bells for itself, I'm sick as hell boy, You better run and tell someone else, Bringin hell
country breathe a sigh of relief Goodness prevails over evil, it seems Somehow when he's gone, we feel safer Little do we know Today the paper say Timothy McVeigh's in hell
Hello, hello, hello, hello Hello, hello, hello, hello Hello, hello, hello, hello Hello, hello, hello Hello, hello, hello, hello Every anywhere, heights
Yo thief bring my car back now before I bust your Hold up wait a minute pal, seems like you kinda forgot the keys I thought man he's right well bring it back please Hello
knife Back then, gangbanging was all but fun At the age of fourteen I started packing a gun It was a .32 Berretta And there was no way in hell that I
