Trak, Star Trak - Where you at? [Chorus] From Taiwan to Texas, Lambos to Lexus Diamonds in my necklace Leave y'all bitches breathless You don't want
smouldering looks Oh the mojo man from Mars Yeah the dancehall fire's a shame And the cops say I'm to blame I got portsickles and caviar But I don't know where you are
uh...you?ll have to forgive me. David: mmhmm. Andy: uhmm...I gotta admit I...I really don?t know much about...you know...you... You...or the band...
late at night no blanket on the bed and a cracked window I'm fully dressed and I'm awake all night Williams, Arizona's where I want to be for buckwheat
?fm a cocky prick but you cocks are slick Poppin shit on how you flipped ya life around, crock-of-shit Who you dicks try to kid, flipped dick, you did the opposite You
fm a cocky prick but you cocks are slick Poppin shit on how you flipped ya life around, crock-o-shit Who you dicks try to kid, flipped dick, you did the opposite You
Where are you from ? I am from Picardie What ? I am from Picardie WHAT ? I am from Picardie Oh you mean just like the
oh Canada it's great! The people are nice and they speak French too. If you don't like it, man, you sniff glue. The Great White North, their kilts are
Art Bell - where you at? My man William Cooper - where ya at? My man Noam Chomsky - where ya at? Illuminati - where ya at? First they tell you that it
a "DREAM!" Aalyah had a "DREAM!" Left Eye had a "DREAM!" So I reached out to Kanye and "you are my dreeam!" [Sample playin "It's cuz I love you!"] [
-O Cuz I don't wanna be cool, I don't wanna be you I don't wanna shake hands, or wear your G-Unit shoes Don't want you on my hooks, don't wanna be in
Thug, Young Dro, Clipse and Ja Rule) Uh huh Jones Dipset Birdgang b*tch You know what it is When you see me two twelvin' you homie You f**k n*ggas keep
, T.I. & many others) [Jim Jones Intro] Uh huh... Jones, Dipset... Byrdgang, bitch You know what it is When you see me two twelvin you homie You bitch
Slim Thug, Young Dro, Clipse and Ja Rule) Uh huh Jones Dipset Birdgang b*tch You know what it is When you see me two twelvin' you homie You f**k n*ggas
-O Cause I don't wanna be cool, I don't wanna be you I don't wanna shake hands, or wear your G-Unit shoes Don't want you on my hooks, don't wanna be in
around you might lose your life Anywhere in and outta town B The same every hood it's so real That you gotta be on your grizzly If not then you might
smacked when You start yappin, get your shine snatched for flashin Straight extorted, like an IRS audit You never gonna bust that gun, so why you bought it? See you
, you are very low And death is on you dwelling No better, no better you ever will be For you can't get Barbara Ellen" Oh don't you remember in yonder