you want me to do and i dont care about anything but lovin you always i fell in love with my baby i fell in love with my girl again but im seein things
my money on my mind (Got my mind on my money, and my money on my mind) [Verse 1 - Sean Paul] I got my mind on my money, my money on my mind The thing
this Christmas Left, right now shake what? What you want? Yo what you want? Tell me, tell me, tell me a story I believe, oh I believe All things are
levels of pain, and i won't be contained even if incarcerated still i'm only in chains, bury bread and and stash the range It's how a thug wild do things
a garbage can Stunna island, money and the power Thats how we do it, make it rain make it shower Top floor, big timer doing big things Over city
Big Thing When We Do This Kind Of Business Everything Is With Respect And When A Family Member Gets Outta Line And Another Family Dont Like It One Thing
Cash Money Millionaires Check me out [Lil Wayne] Baby named me Fire Wayne, wit lots of change You can catch me in an aqua range, squattin things With
she crazy in love and don't doubt it Product of her birthplace, know about the streets Clean in the workplace, dirty in the sheets Keeps her own toaster, makes her own bread
Little shhh for the MC please (thank-you) Yo I ain't featherweight nor bantom weight, Cause the only thing I be is heavyweight, Let me demonstrate
N o0o0o0o weneva go chi ching chi chinc N o0o0o0o weneva go chi ching chi ching N o0o0o0o weneva go I'm the best thing since sliced bread, no
like Kobe, I'm more like Rudy Ray You either in it pimping, or you just in the way I love this life that I'm living, your shit can end today Two things
There's a little black spot on the sun today It's the same old thing as yesterday There's a black hat caught in a high tree top There's a flag pole
'm a mess I take your entrance back...can't let you roam inside my head I don't want to take what you can give... I would rather starve than eat your bread
over-cooked Oh and for that bread It's whatever man I'm fully prepared to pump lead At any nigga that wanna bump heads So bring it But when them things
to play these bitches I know how to play with they hearts I've done some dumb things But for the most, I've played it smart Who cares if you run things
I Broke Bread Wit U Nigga Showed U Where I Lived U Talkin Nigga But U Dont Understand Wat Real Is When It Came To Yo Pussy Ass Nigga I Woulda Killed But
'm dead niggaz w /money go fed grandma told meh That's where I'm headed gon chase paper can't be scared all I kno I want beg Gon'get paper I want my bread
What in heaven's name has made you Spit on human life Your promised razor blade Has turned into a blunt bread knife You miss the terrorists While you