ll be pimpin' on some hoe Still eating lobster and shrimp in the Bungalow I'm back like crack over the drum roll You know, wherever I go the gun go We
Oh should I pay you? You must be tripping I didn't buy you and I sure ain't renting I said "I love you" 'cause you gave me head I didn't love you when
make it soft Go 'head take it off, I won't tell yo' daddy, baby I always had game but I've been extra savvy lately You probably saw me at the corners
scary Word up, but love is brave, it flies in the face of fear Yo, wherever you want to go love'll take you there Let's go, you know a flower that grow
sad eyes They fix their sharp gaze on you when you pass by And if you dare to stand, you can see 'em cry You can watch 'em scowl, feel 'em prowl Wall
I'm like Maino, my nigga, you can be as diplomatic As you wanna professional as you wanna It's gonna still get gangsta 'cause you fresh out Go ask,
it's out now, go buy the album If you bought the last one you know it was krush But if you didn't man, you must not Know what you're missin' friend
stranger to danger 24 7 I got my pay him off, back to here, here we go Here we go, here we go Come on, come on Here we go, here we go Come on, come
a drum! (Mahna Mahna makes drum sounds) Pigs: Wherever you come from... Mahna Mahna: Yeah, yeah! Pigs: You just can't go wrong... You just can
boloney, slap you with salami 'Cause when I get hot I get hot like pastrami Then I make you wonder Why you don't hear bass but you feel the thunder You
But you're bewitching Because of this I must say I, I, I appreciate what you give to me Yeah I, I, appreciate what you give to me You can feel me all
sky's you coming bak with the guns lil bads yell HOT! to the top of my lungs same nigga that a hit you set beat you son (4 real) you know me lil' shorty
you'll go wherever the wind blows As long as there's life worth living, you'll go Wherever you go As long as they're beating the drums Then the race
Don: I know what gets you hot. Hamburgers get you hot, 'cause I picked you up in the pool hall! Phyllis: You don't know what gets me hot, you don't have
Wherever you go. Wherever you come from, our bodies in tow, hearts pound like a kick drum. We carry a ghost. We're never alone. Skin through to our bones
up out the spotlite "You crazy, don't you know that fool Lateef'll set it on you? He better than you", she telling you the truth due I give you the
lyrical combat The last Yo, critique my mic techniques live, I cartage this You didn't think I had what it takes in my esophagus? A cat like you, yo
Nigga quit playin with the god damn drum machine Motherfucker (ha) yo Wherever my crew go, same old scenario Takin over every show, rockin on the radio