I was born in a world where men power's strong Nothing but a wife, less than animals They've burned my face, burned my flesh, Corroded my flesh, acid
As I walk through the valley where I harvest my grain I take a look at my wife and realize she's very plain But that's just perfect for an Amish like
too, Watchin it flow, lighter fluid, saliva what can ya do, Go get ya crew to hype ya up stand behind you like whoooo! That boys hot enough to melt hell burn
my mouth, how? Take my fuckin eyeballs out, and turn em around? Look - I'll burn your fuckin house down, circle around and hit the hydrant, so you can't put your burning
but don't you feel like that creates *static* a tension between East and West? *static* He's talking about killing people *static* I had sex with your wife
off, fuck your bitch And the click you claim West side when we ride Come equipped with game You claim to be a playa But, I fucked your wife We bust on
Yes I can, oh I will survive Look at me…I’m alive CHORUS: Wife and Love Best Friend: There is so much to see, there is so much to live for Wife: Come
he cries because of us Wife: Does it matter why he cries? Best Friend: What’s going on in his mind? Wife: Has he given us a sign? Wife: Can you see,
crime You can't help but prosper Where the streets are paved with gold They say the oil wells ran deeper here than anybody's known I packed up on my wife
Happiness for misery I want it Cut me up and leave me for dead Sacrifice a civic life no return Kiss the wife and kids goodbye for good Come on beat
Lil' Wayne] My big brother Juvi Four hit the blocks Strapped up with the Uzis [Verse 2 (Lil' Wayne)] What, What, La Gun for gun Eye for eye Better move yo' wife
out the Hummer and say lil shorty wear your stocking cap dawg we got automatics, two shooters, six shots, and 50 round drums hit your daddy, you suki, you son, your wife
So stop stuntin' homie false promotin' It ain't about what'cha makin' it's about what ya totin' Burn him up leave him naked bring him back to his wife
x] I know you can't be close to my nigga, I know But I know you watchin over me nigga, I know But the shit's steady hurtin, burn deep But it's alright
need her ass the bring it Now tell me boys have you seen her? Have you seen her, nine millimeter Making niggas believers Hop out the two seater, now vocal wife
I can still feel it in the air. Masteroff tochka org See her pretty face run my fingers through her hair. My lover, my life. My shawty, my wife. She
me what you gone and done now! Gun would do the trick, get it over with, You're better off... To take all you've got and burn it on the spot, Just to