do without it Trying to show a love, babe Trying to do without it, your love I try so hard, trying to do without your love I try so hard, trying to do without
all my time on the table Getting sawed in half Trying to do without it I was digging a hole Now I'm filling it up I try so hard, Trying to do without it
thinking you said no if i had no feeling for them then it shouldnt hurt yours and since you never thought ill do it, it even hust more and ill lie about it
the fifth Without givin' up no cocker food stamps I know they want it, but smokin' for free, I don't condone it Don't put your crusty lips on it if you ain't got no chips on it
steer it Sharin' his views And his merits But there's A huge interference They're sayin' You shouldn't hear it Maybe it's hatred I spew Maybe it's food
m pissed Yo, my man, you better stop teachin' us that nonsense Rarhh, there it go like that {Alright, Mr. Mangini, ahh, what do you suggest That we do
t go to church now It ain't the message, it's the motherfuckin messenger Let us move on [Bun B] Hey, Mr. Policeman, what do you say? I see you out here
it 'til it harden Make it hash up in the oven (Man), put yayo in the hot plate Drain and dry in the freezer, it's obvious we got weight I said hard work
it down, break it down, Ready We've won so many battles, people think it's a trick That when the crowd gets to judge, it's us that they'll pick They
Yeah, L.O.D. Keith Murray, Def Squad Mr., Mr., Mr., Mr. Smith You wanna hit? Uhh, gimme an hour plus a pen and a pad Yo, I'm here to make a dollar out
living it Somebody gotta be spitting it Somebody gotta be ignorant Somebody gotta be holy But somebody gotta have sin in it Somebody gotta be losing it Somebody gotta be winning it
kids stay big and fuckin like marshmellows And stomp holes in your fuckin lyrics like the goodfellows Not it for the cheddar, not in it for the hoes
to Montego do it for the people Toca aka Mr. Suavito Do what I do like I'm doin it for me though Rep for my bredren that's without question Pull out
Can I try it again? (Huh, huh, huh, huh) Keep it gangsta y'all, keep it gangsta (Keep it gangsta) Keep it gangsta y'all, keep it gangsta (Everybody) Keep it gangsta y'all, keep it gangsta (Keep it
Say who do ya call? Who do ya call? Oh, who do ya call? Pharrell, on the dillydo Follow the bouncin' ball, baby Who do ya call? Who do ya call? Burn
' ball, Say who do ya call? Who do ya call? Oh, who do ya call? Pharrell, on the dillydo, Follow the bouncin' ball, baby. Who do ya call? Who do ya call
in some cheap motel But it's all alright, we're all alright It's all alright, we're all alright Big brother tells me I can't live Without my MTV, sporty
ask! (knocking on door) Bert: Oh, I'll get it Ernie. (sound of door opening) Mr. Tiger: Roar! Bert: Hi, Mr. Tiger. What do you want? Mr. Tiger
