is a fight I can't win I'll leave you in the rain I'll find a way Gotta move on and I will survive I'll find a way No matter what I will stay alive
rain I'll find a way Got to move on and I will survive I'll find a way No matter what I will stay alive I'll find a way Got to move on and I will survive
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and I'm starving and I'm thirsty Pimpin' my money so funny it's telling jokes about me If I ever catch a brick I'll buy a real-itive I want the fame the
they know a nigga got flavour Mad cause I'm sharp as a razor Bockin' when I'm walkin', always tryna take a niggaz fucking picture Embarassed when my lawyers
a nigga proceed to step outta line I'm a gradually Fill his anatomy wit bullet holes in his behind I happen to be the type of bitch Get a grudge I don
I'm trying to do a motherfucking cartwheel up a hill. How many bars? How many tabs? A-C-I-D? Y-E-S 'Cause I'm sniffing 'em Y-E-S. F-U-C-K'ed up, and
side Then I pushed up on the tush 'cause, uh, I ain't shy! Said, "Excuse me Miss, but I liked what I saw" When she spoke, I damn near dropped my jaw!
daddy!) Hey beitch (I wanna be your BITCH. How can I qualify?) I mean, it takes a real special kind of lady to be with a Boss Hog, y'knahmsayin? I mean
can save the rest for later I mean I'm way to major like E-major nigga You claimin' my game but you ain't nothin' but a hater So when I pull out my tool
the city, every kid got a glock But tell me shorty, sittin on the porch with a 40 I gotta find a way to make the money (bang - money) A fast lick, and I
Sampson) I put my Best Foot Forward everything that I do Long as I'm trying my best, there's no way I can lose I put my Best Foot Forward (Forward) Forward
chicks On the real though, I wonder where ya'll find these chicks The rest is evident, I'm the type to split on niggas But if they right, I'll fuck around
I run across the lover Get so a couple E's let her drink a whole pint Now I gotta tipsy and you knowing what a nigga thank Man i'm trynna bust something
fools So wrapped up in my money that I don't think nobody can harm me Cause I'm a one man army I get a thrill outta killin I ain't no peanut If niggas
shit I'm spittin' niggas don't understand When I first heard this shit I even tripped And I made it up, ain't that a bitch I was burnt, twisted, full
I guess the tramp thought that the E was buzzin I couldn't fade it, why the hell should I jib? Got the 20 sack of thai, and I'm here for the crib I can