Baby Velma (Mimicing) My Sweet Little (Grummbled) Baby Roxie. Look At My Baby And Me Me And My Baby My Baby And Me We're 'Bout As Happy As Babies
they catching me fuck that I’m about to rip out Ripout and then I flip out make them whack niggaz ship out Harbor the jet go on vacation and take a trip
how long it's been, I had my fingers runnin' through her hair. Only bad thing about it: I ain't already there. Baby, I just landed, grabbed my bag an
as "Introducing your Chicago Bulls" music} [P. Diddy] Yeah can you hear me? Yeah There's certain things in life that you can stop and there's certain
to VIP and then she seen me She's just mad (baby) She wish she had a playa with some swag Besides, I was in Chicago Boy how could you lie to me? Thought
to my place, baby? Can we do it in your place, baby Or take it to my place, baby? Can we do it in your place, baby Or take it to my place, baby? Can
it for me?" Man said, "Shut your mouth son Play the guitar and you just wait and see" Well, that boy made it, he made it real big And so did the rest
s what they askin' me Hit skins, causin' catastrophes Get pinned, by me and my family Sip gin, fulfillin' yo' fantasies In yo condition I'm wishin' you'll take a lickin' And
heard me baby You have come so far, you've got so far to go Go on, go on baby Go on, go on girl Go on, go on Go on baby, go on baby Go on baby, go on
It's cold and it's damp And all the people dressed like monkeys Let's leave Chicago to the Eskimos That town's a little too rugged For you and me, you
all my music, I sang you my love The chiming church bells rode the breeze Love was new Time has a way of obscuring our memories And good times are hard
And I'm a sittin' in a honky in Chicago with a broken heart and a woman on my mind I match the man behind the bar about the jukebox And the music takes
and I'm with the owners You know my drive is retarded like I'm riding doughnuts Picture me rollin' Young, handsome and focused Got that vision of pac And though my
-po, it's gonna be murder When I get to servin' them burners And niggas y'all heard of me, brick city killa, nigga word to me And I'm passed that like
introducing your chicago bulls" music} [p. diddy] Yeah can you hear me? yeah There's certain things in life that you can stop And there's certain
stay with a lady They makin' me crazy And I spray 'em with babies, in they face till they hate me And I'm makin' 'em crazy And they like when I do it
his mind and blew it 'Cause some times I lose it, give me a gun and I'll abuse it Puffing with my family, my bitch, my money or my music Making killas
brighter Situations and jobs get tighter My man trying to get his weight and height up, c'mon I walked in the crib, got two kids And my baby mama late
