How 'bout you, how 'bout me, how 'bout you Do you like your love soft and warm Do you like it hard, hot and long Like you're ready to die Sometimes
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theyselves You know who I'm talkin about (You know who I'm talkin about) that's right You ain't s**t without your homeboys You ain't s**t without your homeboys You
like to be licked You'll see it's not hard, it's naughty nice You gotta pay us dues, and she's the price Don't start to think about the worlds discuss
Benz you other niggaz rappin' about it You ain't got it, you need to stop rappin' about it This gangsta shit, you need to stop actin' about it Catch you
ain't about Cam (It ain't about me) I got a son homeboy, it's about Cam (For that?) It's about being +Bout It+ If you're not, you're ass backwards My
can see through it. Bargains and sacrifices. Cheap tricks, cheaper devices. What did you know? What did you care? What did you know? What did you care
you think you can fuck wit me? I'm a soulja, you a stunna, ya'll history What you niggas say, talk is cheap? (Talk is cheap, huh motha fuckas?) Til bodies
unpaid And you know me, I'm that nada cat Type to loan you a buck, get my dollar back You holla at, me Like you want me to trick, trick I trick you
all your housekeepers You was mesmerised, how could you be surprised? Only gave it to her Christmas and the fourth of July Oh, you had it going on, with ease you
] You gots no bucks? You gets no fuck You better find you a foot dragon slow mutt You got big bucks? You like the trick bucks? You lookin' for a quick
you like you ought, make you feel dumb When I'm fuckin I'ma yank it out Shove you in your ass, make you fall on your face so you think about How cheap
nothin man, What you think bout all them fellas Out there talking junk about you, Man? [MC Hammer] Oh, You talkin bout them rap fools? Oh, You know how
with you right now? [Girl:] What you mean what's up with me? What's up with you? [Man:] I'm trying to find out what you want to do [Girl:] I think I need
don't give a FUCK if you lyrical And that's pitiful, so my position is pivotal You can hate me all you like but you worship the principle I inspire revolution
Hittin up the dollar bill, it's all about the Washingtons You're runnin up to freestyle? My phone bill is overdue So I got a fee style while you smoke
the D But that depend on how royal you want the hustle to be It depend on how ployal you want the hummer to be Don't trick give you the first hit for
and Ju Ju Bees you need We gettin' rid of candy like it's Halloween Trick or treat for my sweets, turn the streets into a murder scene All about the glaze