i'll make this slow and deliberate and i will tell you all the things that i've always wanted to about all the nights and the memories you're so hard
easy you could take out its beat like nothing something soon as you finish cuttin you like leave me please, not me I need Angilina Jolize company, so I ain't gonna make
the party, the ball gowns, I see you make your way through the crowd. You say hello, little did I know... {Nick} We were young and times were easy
can make for this 'Cause I put my pain, my heart, my soul, my faith in this Does anyone feel like how I feel? Then you can relate to this Just blaze of this
Let's make a mess Steal a kiss in the moment You and me Everything that could be Touch, don't go Stay as long as you like Let's get reckless Dance with
Merry Christmas With he quickness is how I rip this, can you dig it? Well if not, then dig this, this is the way that I flow The pimp of hip-hop, I make you
seen a lot of my friends go off that pipe And every night smoke coke that?s white So when you get up, man, there you go You and that pipe just dogging
rock you, let me rock you Chaka Khan I said let me rock you 'cause i feel for you Chaka Khan won't you tell me what you wanna do Do you feel for me the
glue And generate more money than FUBU For somethin' made for you by you Every hip hop nigga listen and wishin' he had your style To go against you if you
with me and kickin back Wif a phat flick to cool out Was stressed cause the game'll make you wanna pull a tool out And go the old school route But all
quickness is how I rip this, can you dig it? Well if not, then dig this, this is the way that I flow The pimp of hip-hop, I make you say "Ho!" Don'
too tired to cry and i ain't never seen a nigga that too live to die they say you get what you ask for, so get it 'cause you asked for it if a nigga
N.O.R.E, the movie comin soon (Timbaland, SHUT THE FUCK UP) Tryin to be out in '98, you know ??? (Im tryin to watch this movie) This the real shit (Shut
Ooooh you feel that as i take you to them dirt roads deep in your southern roots When nobody said life was going to be easy and we travel to this emotional
chunk of this, rest in peace to my nigga, (Mr. Cee), can't fuck wit this, park my hog, fuck wit OG dogs, smoke LG dispite the spook stories niggaz tell
the stories If your shit ain't tight then I played you fools You losin' to get the glory That's straight up and down Nigga, pound for pound, round for round We can make this
it. Listen up. Chorus Girl, awooo, I gotta tell you somethin. (You listening?) Hey. If you really knocked up by my homie, ima punch you in the stomach. Ho. There you go
