you wanna, then baby clap your hands now. If you're gonna, then I can show you how. 'Cause I can give you everything that you'll ever need, so baby take your chances on me
this city, Send the cops, the feds and D.A to come get me Cats wanna leave me for dead you coming with me Get head in the Bentley red at one fifty Straight
line And the man throws you out on your behind Then you find some transportation, and you go back home And find your wife cryin on the telephone The
on] get in get in too [get on it] let it ride [get wit it] tonight's tha night I got my mind made up, come on... get in get in too let it ride...
I know you want me, what your mouth say? Now, watch your eyes You don't wanna get with me, that's a lie I got my hands on your hips, no time to bullshit
Seein' me upside down backwards head twisted While I'm layin in the coffin The shit comes around so often So tell me something Before I take it out on
twisted While I'm layin in the coffin The shit comes around so often So tell me something Before I take it out on the world, and get to dumpin'
m scramblin eggs on your family credenza Attend to your owns or you're blown to bits You're eatin green eggs while I'm swallowin the grits You sits on your
like her, every chance I get, I'm on her. Life stroke, death stroke, right stroke, left stroke I'm make sure the condom on, before I let go! (Oh!) [
NIGGA!!!! (YOU SWEET!!!) YOU PROBABLY GO AGAINST ME AND WIN!!! (I OUGHTA KISS YOU!!!) (YOU PROBABLY LIKE DAT!!) BUT YOU, YOU DON'T STAND A CHANCE NIGGA
, and Call your boys on the CB, uhh and tell em if they see me to rope me down and hold me down but first you gotta slow me down Cos here they COME! [
on doubs How many niggas really got a lot of stacks put up? How many niggas got five cars and no house? Hustlin' like a slave tryin to shut your baby
spider And I'm with my man Rishi Nath We teach math Raptivist, black activist Check the hi-five saphire It's 'bout to go down in your town 1-2 1-2 Yo
I get I handle my business live it like a king So bling bling ain't a thing to be braggin Niggaz with things steam for a chance at your baggage Not to
me an angel to wipe the tears from my eyes Oh god...send me an angel Send me (Oh baby) an angel Send me an angel from the heavens above Send me an
send me an angel to wipe the tears from my eyes Oh god...send me an angel Send me (Oh baby) an angel Send me an angel from the heavens above Send me
it, pop it, now [Andre Nickatina:] You keep your hair jaded, you keep your toes painted You never outdated cause you love to maintain it Wiggle your waist to your
be ladies night but it's a man's world I got a, plan to get it but you so random with it I'm gone and can't chance it Understand this pimpin is strong
