all my time on the table Getting sawed in half Trying to do without it I was digging a hole Now I'm filling it up I try so hard, Trying to do without it
do without it Trying to show a love, babe Trying to do without it, your love I try so hard, trying to do without your love I try so hard, trying to do without
Lives" While I'm livin' on a hill, with thirteen wives Little big ass square, mashin' with the players Twist it, light it, inhale it, oh yeah Now if you wanna kick it
[Female voice sings throughout song] I love it (Ha, I know ya do) I love it (I know ya do) I love it [Psycho Les] You need to save all your bullshit
without fear Chorus LOY, LOY, LOY, LOY, LOY, LOY, LOY Everybody dem a dance di LOY Check Mr. Bogle and de Roses crew Have a new dance whey everybody want do
you falling Like niggas that 'get it and come' like their mother's calling Check it, I'll knee it, I'll feel it, I'll give it crazy joy Cause I've been
in it If I said that you could win it you'd be at my house in five minutes The sugar's so sweet and if I let you get me in between the sheets It's
Big leaguers, wide receivers, we quivers off malt liters So lead us to the cheap shit, got more close so I could reach it Need it in the jungle, humble
t go to church now It ain't the message, it's the motherfuckin messenger Let us move on [Bun B] Hey, Mr. Policeman, what do you say? I see you out here
still miss Middly miss, middly miss, why would I ever diss? Fiddle or fight or peace and for for it fists Ayo Huggy Bear, do your manager, do your damage
You remember me when I put it on with the Kid Capri Mr. MVP is back to take over the industry My cash flow don't get low it just increase Whoever try
screaming, it's pushing me even farther! It's my daughter's birthday, Billy, you like this gift? Your name's not Billy? Really? Then why do you react to it
Do it....fluid....Mess up my mind....) (Do it....fluid....Mess up my mind....) (Do it....fluid....Mess up my mind....) (Do it....fluid....Mess up my mind....) (Do it
(?) mostly fakin it, to make it [Pos] I play low-key til it's time for you to know me Stir my lime with light, drink it down slowly Holy shit! Now look
them some Scotty they know you talk much crap and your full of it and when you do have a gun, there's no bullets so don't try to front on me buster cause
break it down break it down Ready We've won so many battles, people think it's a trick That when the crowd gets to judge it's US that they'll pick They
steer it sharing his views in his marriage But there's a huge interference they're sayin you shouldn't hear it Maybe it's hatred I spew, maybe it's food
flex over, a hop skip and a jump to the next town, to go punk a chump MC's try to diss me, and try to bust caps I'm not havin it, and that means no haps