comfy and decent set this off beasting hunting season and frankly speaking Chorus x2: word is out hysteria ya heard about Nas and Junior Gong came to turn
I think I just fell in love with a porn star Turn the camera on, she a born star Turn the corners in a foreign car Call the coroners, do the CPR She
celebrate And I love the way you doing, girl, you so fly, you 'bout to levitate If the lights bounce off your gown, baby, I can't help but stare, yeah
ching So hurry turn it on, turn it on Get your fifteen minutes It's almost gone, turn it on, turn it on Cha-ching So hurry turn it on, turn it on Get
be doing what to do, we turn our back And whip our hair and just shake them off Shake them off, shake them off, shake them off Don't let haters keep me off
t handle it This rap game's getting scandalous I done lost my best friend in Los Angeles My other nigga turned Evangelist But I can't quit cause I'm on
no replacin him (Black Rob, I see you) Niggaz step up, with just Mase and 'em (yeah) Placin them in funerals, criminals turned aroused (yeah) The Brick City, nobody come off
the Don is (Live from Bedford-Stuyvesant, the livest one) Peep game, uhh, what, what Out of this world like Mars, when I spit these bars Come fuck with these stars
lot of money so these n-ggas acting funny Gotta turn the Cadillac into an armor truck B-tch n-gga on the arm of her So I look her in her eye, start charming
gon be working all that Lose the panties and the bra (Take em off) I'ma start with a massage (massage) From your head to your toes, massage Oh, oh, girl cut off
Stallion on its water on the shore I can't get off of these moving lights off the face No, I can't get all those little moving lights off the face So
louie interior Solid gold the ride was raw Bust allmenn left turn was on Crenshaw Sean-e-sean was the driver Known to give freaks hell Had a beeper goin' off
cold lampin' like a black king on a throne Evil E, turn up the microphone So I can ill and break on the rollin' tape Another album to make? Great Islam turn
I keep thinking, how young can you die from old age? They always tell me nobody's workin' as hard as you And even though I laugh it off, man, it's probably
that I would turn my life round It?s like a crap game, couldn?t put the dice down I was hopeless, heart broke, and guilty I was raised off of oatmeal
I party like a rockstar I look like a movie star I play like an all star I fuck like a pornstar Baby I'm a superstar Always posted at the bar Always
1-2-3 Cause we're here and we're now and we're all together So let's make this last forever Turn the amps on Turns the lights down Bush yourself off