the gentlemen's club Ya heard me? I rap but I'm still selling them o's Ya heard me? My man Mike still pimpin' them hoes Ya heard me? He said if the hoe
my kitchen im sleeping on the couch seeing the light from the fridge on that's not even the half of it, there's hair in my sink the lab??? said its from
a muthafucka rippin and wreckin up shit Ghetto ways nigga from the 5th comin up quick Runnin from that heroine Money from that black [?] [not sure what's said
that true love is so hard to find. Well I'm gonna take my time and I ain't gonna rush into something to get left with nothing again. That's what I said
[mike] yea baby this is mike talkin and you know while everybody else was fruntin' like they was on my side, like they was in my corner im glad that
try on the mike I tell you all these mother fucking jokes I got cuz.. But first I'ma start off like this, hey help me sing it homeboy [CHORUS 1] Said
ya bro scence 94 i been straight man i dont mess around no more [chicken sound] [chorus] u know what he said man he got smart wit me he said call the
a weave, I can't stand Eve Even with a weave, I can't stand Eve Even with a weave, I can't stand Eve I cant stand Eve, Thats what I said She got a pinhead
Do you remember Mike's party we had a grand ol' time Kids defying the rules and society doing what we want You went upstairs and I kinda followed you
make this love We?ve always wanted, girl lets take over the world Verse 1: (BIG MIKE) Look how far we?ve come baby I?m for you and you for me They said
Chorus: She said she?s over me Now there?s a feeling of Emptiness taking over me She said she was Tired of the silly games that I was trying to play
that she is She finished college, three kids at home cryin But never got fed up, and kept her head up 'I shoot for the sky' is what she said, it Got embedded
by organized scribbles and the vibrations of strings that make up this musical atmosphere that I hide behind, I don't like to hide, but its part of the job. A chorus once said
gone But he left his driver's wallet smack dead on the lawn I picket the wallet up then I took a pause Took out the license and it cold said "Santa Claus
glock, aim for your snotbox The neighbor hear the shots, the neighbor call the cops But I won't do a date upstate I just perform that old Mike Tyson
and Flex ever fuck Jess and Stress? Shit, we can take it down the alphabets Did SWV get with TLC And fuck them three fellas down with BBD? Remember Mike
ice in the watch reflects the light to her The money quite green and the ice light bluer The swag might kill her so I said good night to her She don'