the love I can give 'Cos you're the reason I live I can't get enough of it, oh I can't get enough of it, oh I can't ever let you go, oh I feel like
trying to relax but I can't I lean up, ain't the L or the refer that steam up, that steam up It's my head stress to the point I get a fever Thinking
it off on the hook Let's go! One, one, two, two, three, three Too many rappers, and there's still not enough emcees It goes three, three, two, two,
I get it in blocks I'm the Semour Cakester I give it on the arm you can get it from me Cuz if prices was any cheaper y'all be sellin' it for free Paid
the mirror, sayin' it over Yeah, he's all right, but you not real I'm a dog, s*** I eat the food I steal Floors ain't dirty enough My game is like carryin
drank 3 Jim Beams My Olympic team is gonna scream at me, is it my turn? I gotta pee, I'm 14 but haven't grown since I was three Get my kicks feeding
' [incomprehensible] luggage It's like a dream, I can't snap out, I black out, I back out I'm lookin' for someone [incomprehensible] to beat the crap out I
and get me carried off I know I said murder befo' - murder murder, FUCK IT murder Make it fo', insert a learning curve Mine is so high you get vertigo
it up Everybody get fucked up with me [Verse 2] Life's a real bitch sometimes (*coughing*) oh shit! (*coughing*) wait Okay I got it (*coughing*) I got it, I got it (*coughing*) I
I do Shout goes out to you! Givin' them hos what they like on a rainy night I'm a nigga with enough nut for everybody If ya want you can get it because I got it
Mister Jeru, well it's mob, all that deep shit You can keep it, fuck frontin', I ain't never kept a secret My dog's swift, doin' the hard shift in the
, I can't stop, I like to party till I drop I like to party, night and day, I like to party in every way I like to party, I can't stop, I like to party
t wait up for me, I lost a bundle a money from the cops Gotta get that make-up money (Hey!) I say I gotta get into they lunch money I say I gotta get
he bout it too I'ma snatch if you got it Told ya before ta' hide it Told ya if you hide it It's a must that I find it Ride or die bitch Chop or get chopped
stomach with luggage It's like a dream I can't snap out, I black out and back out Lookin' for some other thug, to beat the crap out I'm bringin' you
I?M CALM. PRINCIPAL FRANKLIN: CARLY, THIS FLYER, IT?IT?IT, IS UM?I-IT?S UH? PRINCIPAL FRANKLIN BREAKS OUT LAUGHING. MISS BRIGGS: IT?S NOT FUNNY! (TURNS
You can find me on Craig street Can't wait till I can see what the club be about Can't wait to get a whip so I can dub it out I like no gold, I rock
school, North Side where the playaz rule I'm scopin' all the freaks, with some weave and a sexy switch "Can I get ya numba?" "I gotta man" Well, I'm