my pocket I don Cause I can [Verse 2:] Can Her body Don Cause she is apart of me I I know she is wrong for me She is what I want And dats enough for
Shake that, bitch, and your testical Grand daddy purple with my cousin Chingo I'm off that grand daddy purple Uh I'm off that grand daddy purple with my
stark Testin’ the God I think he be needin’ them all off [chorus] [bridge: busta rhymes] Listen I keeps the hustle up in my vain Cause it’s all in my blood Fell my pain Fell my
wake up stand up look into Red eyes Stayed up all night thinking of Reasons why I can't feel your skin Is this plaguing your brain? Is this plaguing
, one [Meth] two [Red] three [Meth] four [Red] five [Meth] six [Red] seven Blaze the hot trizack [Method] Shine like heaven Seven [Red] six [Meth] five [Red
, this is my jam Keep me partying till the a.m. Y'all don't understand Make me throw my hands In the ayer, ay-ayer, ayer, ay-ayer Oh hot damn, this is
is banging through your brain When I say jump, you jump, jump is knockin knockin I wanna see you jump like this beat is rockin' You can't ride my bracelet
so you know my cash is long Brains, I ain't even gotta ask it's on Come on, tha ice is blue, the remey is red Haters turn green, queens wanna give me
get ya camp on choke hold around this b-tch cause I’m so hands on I get so high polo sheets is what I lands on back against the wall my two feet is what
all right Now somebody show some money in this bitch And I got my B’s with me like some honey in this bitch, ya dig? I got my gun in my boo purse And
100 thousand in my pocket You can tell how Im walkin I ball like a dog Jus to keep these haters off me Posted at the red light On chrome drop top candy red
just participatin, my participation is game [Nelly] I'm makin this one for the hotel, motel, Holiday Inns Super 8, Red and the Ritz Carltons All my niggaz that tryin to ball, my
I be in midtown, up and down Broadway Having meetings all day baby my future is (bright) As LeBrons take off from anybody Tyra Banks on my arm, we'll
whole team, all I see is a bunch of weirdos. You's a airhead bitch... scarecrow. Ha, ain't nothing old 'but my money bitch. (Ha ha) This is grown liquid
my language, Rosetta Stone I swear this life is like the sweetest thing I've ever known Got the gold thriller, Mike Jackson on these niggas All I need's a fucking red
One, one, one, one One, one, one One, one, one Let me ask you, what you got against me? Is it my girl or is it the Bentley? Is it my house or maybe
show some money in this bitch And I got my B's with me like some honey in this ditch, ya dig? I got my gun in my boo purse And I don't bust back, because