Oh, you don't know who i am i put my name in the sand Oh, get some dirt and rub it on your hands Living is a waste of time if you don't do anything worth
Oh, you don't know who i am i put my name in the sand Oh, get some dirt and rub it on your hands Living is a waste of time if you don't do anything
mental So ride with me, G Force fly with me Times get hard cry with me, die with me White beach sands lye with me My advice is forget the limelight Let
show some money in this bitch And I got my B's with me like some honey in this ditch, ya dig? I got my gun in my boo purse And I don't bust back, because
ya to the ground, ya trick It's a trap, fuck my last CD, that shit's in my trash I be god damned if another rapper gets in my ass I hit the gas and
without jewerly or chips [Mya] papi. Please be my sugar daddy, i want chu' to rule my world dry kisses that tastes like candy, can i be ur sugar girl just put some ice around my
back road in my car Down to the ocean, it?s only water and sand And in the ocean we?ll hold hands But I don?t really like you, apologetically dressed In the best put
't try Hey, my summer girl Hey, my summer girl My summer girl Hey, my summer girl Hey, my summer girl Hey, my summer girl My summer girl Hey, my summer
it's howling off shore And we'll be lying like lions out in the sand But I'll be dead before you put a gun in my brother's hands So we make jokes back
possibilities It started hardening Dip in to the sea, to the sea of possibilities It started hardening in my hand And I felt the arrows of desire I put my
bomb plantin' and I'm ready for more Bitches gettin' in my party givin' head at the do All my niggas and my shorty's and get high in the audience I carry
Tiptoed, before Doc escape row Thirsty, snippin' out a pig nose My Benz too, with wings and 6-0's My flows is North Pole cold My hands got area's that
code Tiptoed, before Doc hit skid row Thirsty, sniffin' out a pig nose My Benz built with wings and 6-0's My flows is North Pole cold My hands got
on my knees and I pray for rain And though the breeze blows gently while I state my case There'll be certain men waiting just to scratch my face Hand on my
that's what your girl need All right, we gon' put it down like this I'll tell you about myself [1st Verse - Talib Kweli] My name is Kweli and I love
ma just be me." I said, "Yeah, I see. But you don't understand what I really mean." Look at the manifest list It got my name down A bald head for the
in my clothes chain on my neck, rocks up on my wrist dirt up in my piss, gotta partna named Chris movin keys, lemme chop em down in my safe I gotta key
's over seas, VCR's in my veins Game elevates, money I make into stocks and real estate, bitch Jet-skiing in the Caribbean, white sand, discussin' plans with my