bout it im really livin it all my life i been getting it i cant turn back gotta get to that money i cant turn back i gotta get to that paper im crazy
smooth as lotion Struttin' that stuff so firm and lean Hey girl,i love the way you look in Them jeans I was never that crazy about stone-washed denin
wearing black like we play for the raiders In the black Mercedes I fuck white bitches I make love to black ladies Get head from hookers with no condom I'm that crazy
writin my gangstaz will. Bury me at the plate in Bronze Bomber's Field. Give my young guards the four horses, My babi gurls get the pink Porsches. Dookie
Only pink and smoked salmon where she feed her cat Wife everything Diamond cut like Johnny Lex collar attached Lickin' glass bowls in her cat clothes 'Cause crazy
hard and levitate just like I'm GOD, And I'm livin' lovely, I'm in the clouds no one above me, With the gift to differentiate snakes from those that love
be the same cats I can tell by they strange acts When they mumble to each other Like Milan they run for cover New 'cuz this bitch that I fucked with One thought I loved
got number one love for New York, niggas, you heard? I love niggas, I love niggas 'cause niggas are me And I should only love that which is me I love
love for hours And I could feel the power of your love Girl, I'll be true to thee As long as your loving me Giving you the best of me Loving you is
Artist: Red Cafe Album: May I 12" Song: May I Lyrics: [Intro] Niggaz just love the cash Shake down niggaz say yea 1-9 niggaz love the cash H-A-R-D-R
know you just walked in, but now you walkin? out (walkin? out) I got something? betta for ya den a lil drink (drink) All you gotta do is show a player a lil pink (pink
, she stay with a lady They makin' me crazy And I spray 'em with babies, in they face till they hate me And I'm makin' 'em crazy And they like when I
I N G to the Y Let me explain it to you though I'm a balla say what high roller baby baby baby baby Shot caller that's right ain't nobody gets crazy Drive em crazy
took him home he doesn't love me but he keeps me company everything is alright grape soda locked door lost shoe satin star pink ribbon cellophane boxing
he came home on acid i was holding his shotgun i was dressed like tina turner in beyond thunder dome he said don't shoot, i said i won't i love you you
, let's go Me in the scene, I'm makin? that cream Them haters always say, what the hell does that mean? I'm comin? through your block, got somethin? mean The Ferrari pink