saw it I might be over my head A little over my head But I kinda like it This is not what I expected A little over my head But I kinda like it I kinda
be over my head, A little over my head, But I kinda like it, I kinda like it This is not what I expected A little over my head But I kinda like it I kinda
just went over my head I don't understand a word you just said I could be slow I don't know You just went over my head I don't understand a word you
(feat. Tech N9ne) [Tech N9ne] Mitch Bade [x3] [Chorus: Tech N9ne] What is an M-I-T-C-H A nigga who's a B-I-T-C-H He never wants to - congradulate,
Ball] Yea yea, Grab dat motherfuckin tight, Don't play around with me baby go'ne pull it out, You know you wan't to bitch, I got you go'ne put it in yo
good night or is it good morning (x2) [Alexandra] Everything in the room start to spinning gotta his voince in my head asking is this the ending we just begining this... ... [Ne-yo
in, Mondo, my man cause he got more One day I be the rich and famous sittin in my Nova Scoopin chicks, gettin chicks, to flip like bend over Got my
the pesos, my car goes and they sure to follow Gonna let her follow as long as that heffa know my motto I know you over the head with a bottle if your
heard me flow and its sealed Now I got Swedish women yelling "Tech N9NE's filled" [Eminem] This place is my house, I might as well erase my face wit
a warrant for they way you be killin' em Ne-Yo bring the chorus bru... [Chorus: Ne-Yo] [R-Les:] All my ladies killin em get your hands up All my ladies
a warrant for they way you be killin' em Ne-Yo bring the chorus bru? [Ne-Yo - Chorus] [R-Les] All my ladies killin em get your hands up All my ladies
over us And I'm stronger then this Ain't no faith in her Always walkin' 'round With my head down I'm so over being blue Cryin over you And I'm so sick
speak my piece Grab a few bars and what I say is that Crush that African Apartheid bullcrap Poppa had this before you I got my rifle to your dome, now
the bitchez be wantin a thug and the ladies be wantin a gentleman if you don't wanna fuck wit a thug I sugguest you ride wit Ne-Yo [Chorus: Ne-Yo
my stew, then yo I step the gates and troop to see my nigga The gza, who had my bulletproof [my bulletproof] Vest for my chest to relieve some of my stress