Ooh baby, she's got it Ooh baby, she's got it I can't do without her Ruby lips, shapely hips When she walks down the street all the cats flip She's
Count every blessin' While I'm scream'n out up front (Up front) Akon (Akon) Convict music (Music) (Ya) Realize it ain't the life for me Always gettin
Convict, yeah Shady, Convict music Guess who's back? Still we're here, haters Akon and Obie Trice, yeah Whatcha gonna do it with it, A? Whatcha gonna
Konvict music upfront Gotta get my block sold up, you know me Gotta get my block sold up, you know me Eyo gringo, eyo gringo I heard you want some marijuana
whips and chains, so freedom slip they brain And psychologically that shit's insane Now that's crazy, a function of raisin the crack babies Sell it back to them cats
do this I wanna see you move it So move it So let's just get into it Let's do this Can you feel the music? The music oh ah, can you feel the music, the music
'm the truth, across the table from corporate lies Immortilized by the realness I bring to it If revolution had a movie I'd be theme music My music, you
fly for free, you want some flyer to read then buy from me I got the flame like U-I-C but I be, U-A-C Some of the realest illest chillest cats you
no congruent Seen broads be brew to me, be jubilee On my neck be hot jewelry My old man be schooling me For sho' I rock good, cats claim this hood and
any more, more But if baby would just come back, it'd be all right Yeah, if baby would just come back, it would be all right Come on, baby I live with thirteen dead cats
s a Czechoslovakian custom my mother passed on to me The way to make friends, Andy, is invite them up for tea Open house, open house I've got a lot of cats
simultaneously] Hotter than most dudes From left to right, on top and below you Flow like the coastals, move like smoke do -I'm Diverse- these other cats
a second-hand one Sewn in antique luxury She is a lady of the canyon Annie sits you down to eat She always makes you welcome in Cats and babies around
not with me freeze back the hell up (I'm Hot) Dj'd know what time it is Kid Capri, Flex, S, Clue or Biz It is off the lid, spot's type crazy Cats up
top notch My niggaz never listen but I told 'em When I catch you at the game runnin' game at the A.U.C. That later on we'd be bonin' Fat cats I'm ready
lame, type killin' in the game, get busy It's only right that I address this Gotta be in it to win it I never come lame, type killin' in the game, music
fly for free, you want some flyer to read Then buy from me I got the flame like u-i-c but I be, u-a-c Some of the realest illest chillest cats you may
, 0 0, for the hero of the weirdos I hope my brain don't bust, transform into a 7-11 Slurpie Slush It's the fly, my music will burn eyes, twice the chemical