... You don't know me!" [Chorus] You don't know me... Feel my pain! You don't know me... Feel my pain! You don't know me, you don't know my life, Don
you think... You don't know me!" [Chorus] You don't know me... Feel my pain! You don't know me... Feel my pain! You don't know me, you don't know my
bond can't nobody break I can't even fake it, baby girl I can't even take it Me and you naked, talking to me while you take it We in the matrix, plus
don't need no phony homey to call me (That's right bitch, Fuck em' all) (young noble) Back off I hit at everyone of you homies, so don't get comfortable
me from here? Can you see me, hoe? Picture me rollin And all you punk police -- can you see me? Am I clear to you? Picture me rollin nigga, legit
me from here? Can you see me, hoe? Picture me rollin And all you punk police -- can you see me? Am I clear to you? Picture me rollin nigga, legit Free
45 You drive me crazy shorty I Need to see you and feel you next to me I provide everything you need and I Like your smile I don't wanna see you cry Got
me count the ways while I count my scars I count for paydays but I still count stars can't count counterclockwise I gotta count yards so don't count me
best def jam I introduce you to Ace Ace let's get money [T-Pain & Rick Ross:] Cash flow... (haha) It's too easy nigga (bankroll) We don't count money
you whisper you?re calling my name calling my name what are you saying what are you saying come on don?t let this echo away come on i can hear you are you
what you make me do I love what you make me do Did you ever know me? I don't think so Will you ever know me? I don't think so But I love what you make
to me. She used to teach me a lot of things, she taught me good things, she taught me bad things. "Don't trust white people, don't trust white people. Don't
was doing it [L] Well you got good reason to, baby 'Cause [X] I know, I know I was steadily fantasizing [L] Fantasizing? [X] All the time [L] You don't
hard to explain. once in a while you lose control of your brain don't know who you effin with, nga abstain ... thinkin you can take me? Wake up Dana Dane
and rocks you best to believe I gets the loot Fuckin you in your booty hole, punk cause you's a rudy poo I empty this clip, so don't you slip, fuck around
blues You know you must forgive us for we care not what we do I got those can't stop crying, dishes flying PMS blues But you know we can't help it We
pain, don't count 'em out too soon Let 'em hit the mat then pick 'em up on two Suffer, pain, hurt, you're through Over, done, body count tally Last call
write but I do know how to count money You can call me Lieutenant Fuck a Hoe but all the ruskie runny You can dip but don't screw up, speakers on sub
