Ah, you build me up, build me up and Just to let me down, let me down and Then you fill my cup, fill my cup and Turn my love around, all around Why
Ah, you build me up, build me up and Just to let me down, let me down and Then you fill my cup, fill my cup and Turn my love around, all around Why do
and bust heat to eat My love for change, got me stuck in the game Got me goin insane, who the fuck can I blame? No you but me, not him but I Is the one
!), I rape songs Fatt Father collarin fake bums, like Steak-umms With great guns, that'll have you covered in A1 Al Green told me I was hotter than cooked
broken elevators My mind be as vivid as John the Revelator Call me Razah the Renaissance, the Icon Polaroid Build with the killaz that's broke, and unemployed
O's I'm Tryna Just Build My Dough Up So I'm Just A Slab In A Corrin With My Toes Up Niggas Deal With Jealousy Baby How Can They Hate On Me I'm a Keep
brother Michael Godfather 2, we replayed the Don's drama in school Article 2, my 16's are like Billion-dollar budget movie scene on big screens Al Green
in L.A. "Child" was "Destine" like 'Chelle be and Kelly [Chorus x2: Redman (Al Green sample)] Hold up! Wait a minute! Tell me again! Yo, when you gonna
me, and roll with me tonight Your nigga, is getting agged and pissed He trying to say, that he ain't having it at al But your pussy, is the baddest clit
Yeah, one two, one two Party people in the place to be Yeah, ha ha Let me clear my throat Let me clear my throat Gilla House niggaz, baby We gon' get
, well let's go, awesome Hands in the sky like... [Verse 1: XV] I'm A-W-E, some call me awesome Some call me Vizzy, honeys call me often Gator on my
I Be Movin O's I'm Tryna Just Build My Dough Up So I'm Just A Slab In A Corrin With My Toes Up Niggas Deal With Jealousy Baby How Can They Hate On Me
with me On a first class flight in the Bahamas, grab your bags quickly Sorry top ten rapper on the answering machine You're over like Al Green This
bust heat to eat My love for change, got me stuck in the game Got me going insane, who the fuck can I blame? No you but me, not him but I Is the one
[method man] Uh, and it goes like this Uh uh uh uh, it goes like that Now let me tell you who I am Up early in the morning, dressed in black Who dat? *
Building-building on my head, like I'm too gutter too speak I'm gutter I cheat, every week with a slut or a freak Build-build-building on my head, like
[Method Man] Uh, and it goes like this Uh uh uh uh, it goes like that Now let me tell you who I am Up early in the morning, dressed in black Who dat? *
[Method Man] Uh, and it goes like this Uh uh uh uh, it goes like that Now let me tell you who I am Up early in the morning, dressed in black Who dat? [
