Verse 1 She Could Be The One For Me As Far As i can See I Aint Gonna Lie She Maybe A Little Young For Me But That Doesnt Change The Fact She Takes My
:] Dough is what I got, lil mama Dough is what I got, pretty lady Dough is what I got, shortie Dough is what I got, baby c'mon, I'm paid [x4] [Lil Wayne
it came to summer sundresses, she had ass like no other The steak was always smothered, she was a freak under the covers You should have seen my expression, lil
de string deahh . . . he related to a buncha other ugly dead muthafuckers fum de East Side . . . 'n de curly-headed sho't lil' ugly dead muthafucker wit
I Ain't Got No Shoes On Im Holdin' Up A Big Stack of Dem Hundreds In A Rubba Band Girl Don't Ask Me For No Cash Cause Im Not Dat Other Man Everybody
In Da Club Dat I Ain't Got No Shoes On Im Holdin' Up A Big Stack And Dem Hundreds In A Rubba Band Girl Don't Ask Me For No Cash Cause Im Not Dat Other
leaders think? Every man lookin at each other, scared to blink The seed inside the sanctuary, scary Portraits of Saint Mary, with Mona Lisa The Queen of Cheeba, strokin a cheetah Other
[Tanya Speaking: (Lil Kim)] Yow likkle kim u dun kno you're de original queen bee ah wha we say is a gangsta thing Tanya Stephens from Jamaica wha u
close the curtain on 'em Play all day on the Siruis, radio Satellite TV, who do it like me? In designer outfits, while sellin the tag Yves Saint Laurent boots, Yves Saint
go to Saint Louise He can't bring blue with it I'ma let my brother Lil' Kenny cause that mexican can't bendy [Lil' Kenny] Lil' kenny the best of best
To be the bad man To be the sad man Behind the lies No one knows what it's like to be hated To be faded To telling lonely lies [Lil' Wayne:] I ain't
sweat runnin down my face And I can pay for every move I make [Prodigy] Just enjoy your youth, you only live once Lil' dunn control yourself, learn discipline And show some respect for others
Let me think back to 96' when booby had the realest nigga feelin like a bitch they go for 20 hours getting them for the 17 a lil g look at me i was
nasty I know why yall mad at me, I aint break your heart girl (you nasty) Man, these bitches trippin (you nasty) Verse 2: Too many tight lil dresses
game got me wicked, I don't play Niggaz got funk on the other side, and we spray We drive through the 3rd Ward Calliope Projects And drove through the other
Card Skinny Its Pitch Black And Covers All Incidentals And Mrs Wrong Sorry You Aint Notice My Potential Fuck Yall Rappers And Your Self-Proclaimed Status I Can Only See Green Now I Happy Saint
Da Club Dat I Ain't Got No Shoes On Im Holdin' Up A Big Stack Of Dem Hundreds In A Rubba Band Girl Don't Ask Me For No Cash Cause Im Not Dat "Other
for free, you nasty I know why y'all mad at me I ain't break your heart, girl (You nasty) Man, these bitches trippin' (You nasty) Too many tight lil
