All around the world, busy with the bass hittin We ain't come for bustin heads, yea we hate trippin When we through rockin the shows, man we chase kittens J's
patiently on a mission I spread love, that's my family's tradition Been on a mission as I'm lookin out for these enemies Ain't no pretend-to-be's, dons
i like the way you move your body girl i must admit you're looking real fit let's chill for a little bit i know you wanna get with me girl you know i
told See, I got a little money and my lifes been up Now I'm fallen and I can't get up [Chorus] [Trick Daddy] I had a dream about a dope fiend And its
i grazed you Pop goes the glock when there's beef on the block, chill for a while Make them think the beef stop, then I creep like a thief in the night
I don't make it, I wanna tell my people I love em Wish I could jump up out my casket, and hug em Just in case I don't make it, I hope they keep on jamming
on a mission I spread love, that's my family's tradition Been on a mission as I'm lookin out for these enemies Ain't no pretend-to-be's, dons of the
around the world, busy with the bass hittin' We ain't come for bustin' heads, yo we hate trippin' When we through rockin the shows, man we chase kittens J's