a lady but her answers were crazy and before i knew i was counting the cost welcome to paradise love it but don't look twice you'll soon be living in make believe
you in half [Chorus: 50 Cent {*sung*}] Believe me, we run this rap shit, fo sheezy Make makin' millions look easy Everywhere you turn you see me, you hear me Believe
down that aisle Holding the hand of my shadow enjoying her smile No more compromises my lessons will still be learned Walking away from the flames that carelessly burned I never doubted her
woman believe me this trick's no cinch but I really get her going when I whip out my big 10 inch record of a band that plays the blues well a band that
of Lucky Charms man keep a few G's And never talk about the Trix kept up ya sleeve Help you please, I'm all about greed Make the crowd freeze, get the
Cause honey saw me romping with the Legion She wants to feel the pressure on her lower pelvic region I'll do the things you wouldn't believe, I won't
a dentist MoId em like a teacher Knock em like a bowler Fleece em like a preacher Step, get a man, go to school, join a band It makes no difference whether
dream about movies they won't make of me when I'm dead With an ironclad fist I wake up and French kiss the morning While some marching band keeps its
about movies They won't make of me when I'm dead With an ironclad fist I wake up and French kiss the morning While some marching band keeps its own
dream about movies they won't make of me when I'm dead With an ironclad fist I wake up and French kiss the morning While some marching band keeps
bust Straight got the Infrared put it on his forehead make some moves Send flowers straight to his home put a card in the motherfucker send it to his mama Tell her
put some fresh up on the hangas That everyday struggle and can't nair nigga change us Believe that I was famous 'fore I ever did a song Believe I had
easy man Believe me, you need to come see me man My coke make smokers have a seizure man A chick will see my hand and leave her man Gimme the keys to her
home to home To hell with phone sex, I ain't trying to bone the phone Trying to get inside her X, and Y chromosome Turn a empty garage in her home, to
