is something, something worth living for. Her smile leaves my worries miles and miles behind, And so I drive faster and faster This is the good life. I'll drive rest your
suns in my 7-45 You drive me crazy shorty I Need to see you and feel you next to me I provide everything you need and I Like your smile I don't wanna
my tracks, I'll smash your petticoat junction In a suffering city, I'm punishing the pretty And if you dont fuckin feel me I'll crush you without pity
little pretty daughter And I got two sons, handsome just like me, so I count blessing After each blessing, every last blessing I learned a lesson I didn?t realize my blessings
Catch stunts in my 7-45 You drive me crazy shorty I Need to see you and feel you next to me I provide everything you need and I Like your smile I don
't let them go, it's hard enough being alone Missing your family, missing your home Whether you're right or wrong, I'll be by your side Keeping your hope alive, I
by what I do Cause I see how the heater just blaze and I tarnish up other dudes Then I see what I feed to make niggas just WOWW when I'm coming through
they'll be livin' in the sky/ but while I'm here livin' man I gotta ask why, what am here fo I gotta figure out/ waste my life/ no I gotta make it count
's a stick to lick I shoot to give till there ain't nothing left And if I find that the tracks sound def I catch wreck till I lose my breath Thats how
, I'm going home to my superbitch Superbitches, I like superbitches All about they man and protecting they riches And if you take me downtown, I'll be counting
will I fly by, might as well I'm high sigh Ahh, thats what I do when I'm like strollin, rollin That be my game when I hang, I bang, and slang Muthafuckin
. How do they protect the given rights of any woman? They'll drive us on the back-streets, demand won't go away. We'll bleed, we'll die, because we couldn
plus I love the ladies I'm gonna have a good time with life while I'm living And I hate to drive but I'm definitely driven I thank the powers that be
word to mi abuala I tell ya when I was young she said "son no time for failures" So now I keep pressing give thanks for all my blessings I'
the nine I'll murder ya man, come back with his shines I tote two guns, I don't care if you box, I don't care if you blind I spit in your eye like niggaz
