got me facing I can't live a normal life, I was raised by the strip So I gotta be down with the hood team Too much television watching got me chasing
So what have we really learned today that some things are easier when we walk away and acting normal means acting like everyone eles and you're better
a curve ball She owed Milli smoked that herb and some Llly-bone She tip-top 'em, Optimo First base, god livin like a worst race First chase, throw yo'
SOD Money game Southern Smoke Chorus: Roscoe Dash Man im in a daze, walking round, round in a maze there's money to be made, guess im on the paper chase
that we share Kodak moments I wish we could go back But don't act like you wasn't bug'n out like a phone tap Chase'n cars in the street I saw you throw
down, she throw a curve ball She owed Milli smoked that herb and some Llly bone She tip top 'em, Optimo First base, God livin' like the worst race First chase
you gotta listen Alright, alright, alright, okay, I see your point, I must admit I grind, I grind, I grind all day, this paper's what I'm tryna get Now normally when I'm paper chasing
in the ghetto, it won't faze him So many blackmen die for drugs I think back on the way life was Before rock cocaine started runnin thangs And drive-by shootings was a normal
patron) all night long (chamillionaire and bobby v, we in vip) its on, its on (hah chamillitary mayne) [Bobby Valentino] I don't normally drink but
chasing Reminds me all the time No matter where you go I'll always be watching you Help me, help me somebody save me I keep running she keeps on chasing
When we open our eyes and dream We open our eyes When we open our eyes and dream We open our eyes Under normal we change the wind Facing every direction
Dem look like some Lexus some bimmer an Benz A good body gal mi waan fi feature mi ends Look like some boy need some contact lens Boy dem chase di gal
to ride yours I got mine right here? So she took him to a spot He didn't know about Somewhere in the apartment parking lot, she said ?I don't normally
I'm coming home to you again I hope things haven't changed Singing oh, oh, oh I've been locked inside this freight train Unaware of the normal life
You should blame Ne-Yo, the tracking tail, of young player Shot down in this crime, check it out Cut it right to the chase I?ma keep it bro ? my wight
you was light you wouldn't shine when asked to sign the dotted line Tell 'em sorry you must decline, nah never mind I'ma tag you with this loaded {nine} Now see normally
a sip of this, and just let it relax your mind Your body's calling me informing me, that you're freakier than normally Birthday suit has been worn for
