somethin Ya suckaz don't like me cause you're all about nothin However, I'm really fascinating to the letter My all-around performance gets better and better My
that's all wrong Hey there's onions on this so I hope all you guys don't mind Hi Earl Here's some french fries you can all split Oh there's kosher pickles
different time zone And on the microphone you know that I'm at home It's time we looked past all our differences An' that's it that's all that's all
and round Round and round and round, Praise to my cleverness They all follow me, All praise to innocence That's everything it needs, Fly in, Fly out, They leave it all
and round round and round and round Praise to my cleverness they all follow me All praise to innocence that's everything it needs Fly in fly out they leave it all
the fuck am I supposed to do when he's telling me 'Dad I need some food'? I'm looking down at my stomach and mine is grumbling too What can I tell him
year's resolution Hazardous also, my force filthy as pollution Niggaz swearing that they real, but it's all ammusing Cause they act and look real, but it's all
awhile and I got carried away You're bored and you've had your fun Don't say those days are over Because mine have just begun. I've seen my little brother
the ice cream man is coming Loved banana splits, where my ice cream kept running I miss those days, I treasure those days If I could do it all again,
Sometimes I'm tired and I wonder what's so all-fired important About being someplace at some time Oh, but I don't really mind 'Cause I could be on East
mind Close your mind, go, close your mind Close your mind, go, close your mind Close your mind, go, close your mind Close your mind, go, close your mind
do, close your mind Close your mind, go, close your mind Close your mind, go, close your mind Close your mind, go, close your mind Close your mind, go, close your mind
my hand Stuntin like a (muh'fucker) watch me do my do my do my (dance) Is this your girl? Cause homie if it is Get her from my table cause you know what
cause I don't normally do the "birthday" thing You know, I'd rather chill at the crib Lay up inside with my remote, barbecue Herrs and my Xbox Live But
t know 'bout y'all Betta best be down for mine givin up that alcohol Phatter game now he turned a little tricky so it's comin' handy What's your mind
these lovely ladies wrestling in bed with me, While my girl was looking at my face the whole time And what she spoke it seemed as though she could read my mind
When I got this text message on my cell, what the hell Now I'm scratchin' my head, who is Lisa? Did I meet her last week at one of my shows Or is she
There Lookin At Me- N Im Lookin Back At U Cuz Im Likin What I See. They Say Its All In The Eyes N It Shows- So Just Look Into Mine N Theyll Tell U What