. niggaz But you know I pop a lot of shit but I back it up though see it's a difference, a lot of niggaz pop shit But a lot of niggaz don't make hits
Yo, I'm a gangsta, outlaw, indoor, outdoor Nigga tell me, right, Loon goin' south paw It's Bad Boy we don't give a fuck about y'all Step in the room see
but i miss the freaknic 'cause thats where my city use to be real sick people from other cities use to drive from miles just to get a taste of this A
shit Two n a baby, that bird shit Momma calls, she want a new place Homeboy just caught a new case Need rooms just bought a new safe Audemar just got a
never do What if we get it while your friends was in the room Is that too much for ya ? Don't you feel bad, Let em feel sexy We can make a sex room
out my groove Baby, use your tubes Make me wanna change my ways Under the coconut tree, you be chilling with me Making love to you in a bedford room made
home I'll spend forever wondering if you knew I was enchanted to meet you The lingering question kept me up, 2 a.m., who do you love? I wonder 'til I
I make a escape Don't even get a chance to grab my old school tape Mad with no music but happy 'cause I'm free And the streets to a player is the place
get butt naked an' fuck that night Islam takes the pictures An' girls, I'm a say Evil E's gonna get ya Get ya illin' in a nude mode A double X-rated episode Hotel rooms
in a group,seduce and capture Girl, Let's Get Butt Naked And Fuck! A double X-rated episode ISLAM takes the pictures Get ya illin' in a nude mode And girls,I'm a
nigga this me, I only see green like a Marine Support Calvin Klein jeans, fed a bitch from the Phillipines with a immoral nose ring (masterbatin' with a
,come take a ride with me don't be shy girl least not to night girl chorus: club is crowded we should go telly got room but i got more(more)room ain't
me over like that (never never knew boy) Somebody call the peramedic and tell them to get my room ready just in case I cant get over you (Verse 2) Sometimes
A G To The End The End Of The Road But Back In The Kitchen At The End Of The Stove Looks Like We At The End Of The O Drop A 4 In A 20 Ounce And Call It
Musso, NBC on the track, word! If I were a rich man, with a million or two, I'd live in a penthouse,in a room with a view, And if I were handsome, well
a kool-aid smile and baby i like it, i like it (50 cent) everytime we dance you make it worth my while and i like it, i like it [verse 2] shorty if
she still shines, I hate to see her go,But I love to watch her leave, But I keep her running back and forth like a soccer team, Cold as a winter day, hot as a
be around hit you wit a text on the low nobody will have to know just hit me wit a text verse 2 (mann) eh yeah hit me on the a.m. as long as she get