up shop shit Got 'em goin' crazy, wonderin' when they could cop shit First lady, Ruff Ryder, honey got the hot shit Star-bound, money now, for jet-black drop shit Eve
shop shit Got 'em goin' crazy, wonderin' when they could cop shit First lady, Ruff Ryder, honey got the hot shit Star-bound, money now, for jet-black drop shit Eve
ass home the pussy smelled like hell Doo wah diddy diddy dum diddy doo Summer's Eve Summer's Eve Massengil Massengil Wash your pussy wash your pussy Bitch kill that
my shoes Oh you thought we had a love thing girl you confused Don't listen to the gossip it's never ever true They say I do things that I never ever do
, G-Unittttttt,G-Unit,G-Unit (repeat) (50 Cent-between Banks) G-Unit nigga that's what's up (repeat 6x) (50 Cent) I blast 50 Cent nigga that's what'
' ass on a Friday night without no hockey mask I make Jason meet his doom I hit him with the bass from the room that goes Ba-do-doom-do-do-DOOM You
Me and my fools shoot, wutchu tryin do that I suggest you do not My chain is hot, whats more hot than that Thats how I murda music, thats why your broads
] Crush shit Before I even touch shit Wit the princess cuts and shit My niggas, Roc-a-Love for me Haters, make you think you can fuck wit me This rap shit
good, around the hood Some say this but they don't know shit, about my man Fo yo' information, lot's of education, that of a situation Brothas brothas
to no good, around the hood Some say this but they don't know shit, about my man Fo yo' information, lot's of education, that of a situation Brothas brothas
already but I'll tell you something more To split yourself in two is just the most radical thing you can do So girl if that shit ain't up to you, then
m frightened of being compliant but too much of puss to be defiant. See powers that be wrote the book now I'll burn the page. Now what will y'all do when
the sea I saw it on a movie On the TV The bible is a book That started with Adam and Eve Filled with mambo jumbo Do you believe? Holy wood, holy shit
who knows the most? Age before beauty, sleep before scrutiny Who could it be now, here she comes With an eve(?) of her tongue and the games that she runs
't hear you, Al.) Come gather round people, wherever you roam And admit that the waters around you have grown And accept it that soon you'll be drenched
Yo do what you gotta do.. Cause I got more style than store that's dapper Got more sweet than a candy wrapper Got more, balls than a pimp who slaps And got heart like a thug that
