I can see all that wealth won't make a champion All that matters in my world {life} All that matters to me is you Only you, Only you All that matters
Y’alllll y’alllll y’alllll, y’all Y’alllll y’alllll y’alllll, y’all Y’alllll y’alllll y’alllll, y’all Y’alllll y’alllll y’alllll, y’all Chorus: busta
cop in Harlem, all of my dominicanos right there up on broadway, brought me back to that McDonalds, lyrics courtesy of killerhiphop.com took it to my stash spot, 5-60 State
yeah, they love me everywhere I used to cop in Harlem, all of my Dominicanos Right there up on Broadway, brought me back to that McDonald's Took it to my stash spot, 560 State
fair, and thats the thing though You can play your heart out, everyone don't get a ring though You are in the presence of a champion Bout to get a condo
diamonds up against that wood grippin? grain and sippin? good Hustle Time that?s my hood getting money is understood I'm on the hustle baby all night and all
Yo, knahmtalkinbout We over here in the Gridiron, three in the mornin' This song here is dedicated to all them boys That put it down before us The foundation
feared into the dearly departed As hard as they come, they all fall like the Great Wall Make no mistake, I take you straight to the state morgue Swarmin
Paul Wall Shining down South, brighter than all y'all When it's time to get your jewelry done who do y'all call Cause you fellas ain't shining at all
from corner to castles with pawns and capsules Scramble and find, my money's up, I'm praying for war I do this all the time, all the time, all the time
Had ya girl head-noddin leavin marks on my Swollen Member I remember them days when the Stat was my home Now we hop state to state, flyin in and out of
I be Hey, I'ma be back on the deck Opening business in places for you to cash your check My neck of the woods ain't all good, ain't all bad You can live
champ like a ... You all understanding this, rock star like I'm in the ... I'm ..straight, warm and .... A number flight, a number show in another state
go, what? Funk, funk flow, funk, funk flow, here we go Yeah, here we go, what? Funk, funk flow, funk, funk flow, here we go This one goes out to all
feared into the dearly departed As hard as they come, they all fall like the great wall Make no mistake, I take you straight to the state morgue Swarmin
Gump You probably like it in the rump Fuck a shoe pump Fuck the real deal And fuck all the fakes Fuck all 52 states, oooh And fuck... (Buzz) Well,
know it well so I just call myself the U.S. male That's M A L E, son, that's me Now I said all that to say all this I've been watchin' the way You've
Champions"] We are the champions, my friend And we'll keep on fighting, to the end We are the champions, we are the champions No time for losers / cause
