sure your soul's alright (soul's alright) Cuz money didn't matter yesterday, (don't matter) and it sure don't matter 2 night (ooh-wee-ooh, don't matter) (it don't matter 2
dance floor! I be Doin' tha stanky leg {ayyy} [x3] [Verse 2: Prince] Hold up Kinfolk; Watch me do it like my bro, Stick ya legg out dougie fresh and drop it low! {Prince
[Soufside:] Ha Ha Say If you ain't know We go by the GS Boyz Soufside, Prince Charming, & Mr. Marc D You nasty [Hook: x2] Hit The Boo Hit-Hit The Booty
I'm sorry I cant let you berry Don't worry just comecary And some letters plus some phone time momma What's the golden rule don't turn on my partnas (2
He was born perfect, and just like the great white shark, this guy has never had to evolve" - sample [Hook 2X: sample] Daywalker, daywalker Daywalker, daywalker [Chorus 2
on the rag and ovulating I know that you got a job Ms. Cheney But your husbands heart problem is complicated So the FCC won't let me be Or let me be me
to this shit I don't got, be the shit I gotta take Dealin with fate, hoping God don't close the gate [Chorus (repeats in background)] [Prince Ital]
wear her stripe with her plaids And she won't brush her hair (I swear) She don't like wearing shoes in December But I don't care (I don't care) [Chorus
gettin it If you ain't out here grindin then mind your business Don't think your grind can compare to mine Cause I got toys that'll put yours to shame [Verse 2
we don't play the game to say we play, we play to win [Hook: Mistah F.A.B. X2] Leanin to the side, you cain't speed through Two miles per hour, so everybody
ain't never told a lie See the truth is And we do this to the snare Live from the home of the Prince of Bel-Air Well if you ain't got it you can straight
you like it baby just say yes And if you didn’t know now you know I'm a pro and I can go on & on & on & on {Verse 2:} I know I might sound a little out
, too much now throw it up Then I'm back up on it, sippin that tonic, baby fill my cup And ya don't stop, git it, git it I say don't stop, git it, git it Party don't
we cleansing, it's all about the Benjamins, what If it's dirty then we rincing it off You niggaz don't give a fuck, mobbed up in H2s Niggaz is tlaking
now You panic now, you betta pan it down For the neighbors be over here tearing it down This is Weezy F. baby I am crowned the prince [hook - repeat 2
chances My head 2 da sky My feet on da ground My fingas 2 da judge if da money don't move And I won't budge Won't budge No I won't budge no Nall [Verse
know the one that ate up like boy Stepping with a step, keeping with a kept Making an appearance with a notty-head set Lunatics you lose cause the Plug 2
Sharp dressed you may face your rendezvous Depressed if he's not good looking too Maybe he's a lazy kind of lad Don't forget he could turn into a prince