Was this your master plan Was this all a cruel lie This is a long sentence Made up of few words Please hear me Don't breathe a word But let mine fill
air and make a gal know you a no Battery Dolly You a nuh Battery Dolly Wine up inna di dance and make a gal know you a no Battery Dolly You a nuh
white rock Keep my jail ceasar, instead of a nasty tight lock Dread get me fed End up dead Cuz i'm phsyco Choppin you down is the route that i might
even kids outside You can see them on the street through the stage door gate Ten o'clock even when it gets late Pass the mic at the end of the night
my eyes. What do I have to give them? Does it matter if I try? I can?t stand to see yousuffer, I try to intellectualize, a formula to end you pain, it
a good dude, so usually I chill But if you look close enough, you can see my steel Yes, I'm concealed Yes, I'm the shit You think his paper long, you should see
you got the clout, the ability to achieve your every need so let me see You can do what you're doin now, I'll show you how Let me hear you shout - with
to be on top She love daddy to spank her cuz she (my girl) And if you got ne doubts just ask when you see me out Ill tell you who im talken bout My Girl
my back tryin to suck my own dick [CHORUS x2: Devin] When you're fuckin over yo fo-sho pussy Tryin to get some mo' pussy You'll end up with no pussy
get what's yours. Kick down all the doors We'll start tomorrow, or maybe tuesday Tear down the walls and show no fucking mercy Next week is good for me We'll make them fucking see
you will never be forgotten the love i have for you hugo that will never rotten so yeh these are a few things from my younger years as you can see it
me to be on top She love daddy to spank her 'cuz she (My girl) And if you got no doubts Just ask when you see me out I'll tell you who I'm talkin' 'bout
got ya feelin' the mood I done showed you enough right about now You should be feelin' ya dude, oh so you hyphy Now and willin' ta do, what you said you
good dude, so usually I chill But if you look close enough you can see my steel Yes, I'm concealed, yes, I'm the s*** You think his paper long, you should see
a white rock Keep my jail ceasar, instead of a nasty tight lock Dread get me fed end up dead 'Cuz I'm psycho Choppin' you down is the route that I might
that I'll knock you out, that's what my mama said Sippin' on brandy, sunny days with my best friends Today you see and then you cruise through the West end
