somewhere and pitch a tent Then to stay here with you acting ignorant You ain't right, no, no I thought you loved me You ain't right, no, no You shouldn't
stay here with you acting ignorant You ain't right (You ain't right) No, no, no, no I thought you loved me, yeah (You ain't right, no) You ain't right
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it And you ain't got to spend a penny In ya fendy outfit It's so tight You so right I wanna kick it wit you all night Hope you Like me like that I know
, you didn't You a pathetic nigga, first it was Biggie and Pac Now you jealous of Jigga You like a breast implant, fake on the inside You nice, let's
up girl [Raekwon the Chef] Aiyyo you killed me with that "Who bought this?" I bought that Knowin damn well in reality you bought jack You ain't lift one finger, but you
(feat. Carl Thomas, Raekwon) Word up.... You know you like a Donald Goines nigga, thats off top.... [Carl Thomas] "I got bills and shit to pay, and
still bang Just hit me when you need that nutt off, when you need that ?? fuck Me and you could get up I won't stress you, or press you at all G'head,
you if I want you Now I ain't come here to haunt you So you can have a attitude if you want to I'ma have you, reason why All four seasons I'm fly I'ma
t worry bout why I ain't got mine on I want some new shit, I don't want nothing that you can tell time on Things ain't all good right now Cause some
(feat. Eightball & MJG, Carl Thomas) [Chorus: Carl Thomas] I'm tryin to make it through these hard times (hard, times) I'm tryin to make it through
wife won't fine no hair on the pillow Cause if it ain't her regular color, oh brother Ya'll ain't seen drama till you seen my little mama, spazed out
(feat. Carla Thomas) Tramp! What you call me? Tramp. You didn't! You don't wear continental clothes, or Stetson hats. Well I tell you one dog-gone
Yo, you ain't offendin' me It ain't like you the third son of the Kennedy Or even in a mob where you can send for me But all until you talk you don't
shit Sometimes you just get fed up Don't hate me, hate yourself, motherfuckers Don't hate me, hate yourself Cause I ain't never gonna stop I ain't never
(feat. Carl Thomas) Roc drop that baby Rocwilder on the track ladies and gentlemen No doubt Aiyyo Carl Thomas, help me out dog... {*Carl harmonizes*}