me from somewhere? Hazel eyes and curly hair Have you seen me anywhere? Look at me, I'm blending into the wall And I wonder if I'm really here at all
leaf clover And thanks for this range rover We gets down with this underground gangsta shit Politians and parents, always havin’ a fit Everybody wanna know "who you with? " "where you from? " Why you lookin’ at me
gon' be your last meal Say your prayers, say your graces Pieces of your face is found in a hundred different places Huh, so what we lookin like? We tryin
see him, damn Baby you look good you're giving me wood You should pull over like a sweat shirt with a hood [? ] you and me both Break bread while I'm
Look baby this is simple, you can`t see You fucking with me, you fucking with a P-I-M-P[chorus]I`m bout my money you see, girl you can holla at me If
But I know that I leaped every hurdle and i'm so victorious Take a look I'm a symbol of greatness now you could call me Morpheus As force securing
from me y'all From the hood to Hollywood they respecting me y'all And even overseas they accepting me y'all All the ladies show me love, the thugs repping
move from lobby to lobby and the shottie ridin beside me I bet that shottie go lollipop if you tryin to rob me No, that's probably a hottie, she tuggin on me
me... I hate you, you hate me can't tell me how to live my life because you aint me My middle finger up, Middle finger up [x7] Fo' those who hate me
I'd rather get some bread But I'd rather get some bread [Chorus] I said I love having sex but I'd rather get some bread But I'd rather get some bread
because all the bad shit happens to me I got kids, but their mothers don't want them to know me Sisters use to like me, but now they call me homie
come close watch me push him back us girls look cute shakin our stuff them boys standin back lookin at us shakin shakin now let me break it down
me or it R.I.P I'm stupid rich, got retarded money I'm special wit it, I got special bread It's easy now, please believe me now I dismiss a hoe, please leave me
740 I, with the brand new shake (uh huh) Got me pissin' on hoes like the R. Kelly tape If you see me in the club, nothin' but Cris poppin' (yeah) See me
get ratchet Lets get ratchet Look at her prettier then Halle and thicker than Janet She say she like all of my club bangers I be jamming Told her to bust it open let me
trap your mind Keep your spirit alive read your books Matter of fact, let me take you somewhere Vibe with me, c'mon [Jay-Z] Now me and my lil' mama
at me properly Niggaz better off poppin' me - but I believe Y'all scared ta clap from henis In the fact I'm unforgiftable, gives me the advantage What
until the day of our demise Verse 1 You can holla at the dog haters watn to see me fall Bitches want to so ball killas, don't want to see me at all
