gentle curl That's the girl he chose And Heaven knows I'm not that girl: Don't wish, don't start Wishing only wounds the heart I wasn't born
it Like the Fat Boys said, I "Brrrrrrrr, STICK EM!" From that point on, I say we're on for the night But I love it when the girl just call me D-Nice
time I'm thinkin about it, it makes me wanna shout "HALLELUJAH", Walls of Jasper man I'm glad I serve The Master joy and laughter, Your praises I'm bringin
time I'm not the from old school and new school grade I dropped outta school, sixteen and got paid I'm glockin crazy dollars while ya fly girlie hollas I
forgotten My soul's rotten, still the blood's spilled I feel Chills, I'm still plottin, I'm ill-norm Take life forms like light storms I laugh at the
When I was broke, I stole my gold, I pawned I lived the life of a hustler off and on I'm just a brother that lived to tell I brought my ass up from the
neither can I to be radio stars we at least gotta try Girl, I'm gonna let you know on the radio I want to lick you from head to toe girl, your perfume
you in a couple of days [Verse Two] I'm sorry for all I'm sorrys that came too late I'm sorry for the times that I went away but yo, I'm still here cus
em" I show and prove the groove that I represent You think I'm good? I feel that I'm excellent Yeah, you want to flow, I'm a show you how Mike Smooth,
I'm an extra-terrestrial emcee, and I know some are doubting me Like Han Solo fighting style, like awe Millennium Falcon me I change shapes and mind states
them girls? (Fuck them girls) You know them girls? (Fuck them girls) Who them girls? (Fuck them girls) I know them girls (Fuck them girls) I'm ready
I'll be high of that skunk I mean, really, I mean a Philly blunt Puff the herbs, then get wicked with the words Throwin curbs in verse that you never
not to kill her Disrespectful bitch I really wish that I can grill her Light on my head said that said put her in the trunk man you can steal her I put
what to do Im callin' im the one An' me be callin' i want two I return to the pad that'll tell ya that i'm through I'm singin' a little song for you sing
Jones?!" I'm like the next man, I got love for the south We know your name Mike, I'm just wishin' you'd close your mouth And then "I'm a--I'm a hustler," that
big stepper Here to rule, MCs I school The mic's my tool, I'm no one's fool That's right, I said it, the girl's got brains And my full name is Cheryl
I'm blessed, and I know who I am I express myself on every jam I'm not a man, but I'm in command Hot damn, I got an all-girl band And I wear the gear,
