I'm saying, (I-15) I ain't looking for no relationship, But I'm goin ahead let my boy Fab holla at you... [Fabolous:] Yeah, this is real talk, I told
But I’m not the type of girl that you think I am I don’t jump into the arms of every man (but I’m paid) I don’t need your money (I love you) you must
roll - c'mon gotta slow down Slow your roll - think you gotta slow down I got a graveyard tatted on my arm So I'ma just start with my uncle William Hahn My
by the way that I lick my lips and I got many dimes I aint sweatin a chick yo I run these girls from coast to coast droppin game so sick I got em doin
down Slow your roll - think you gotta slow down. Young Buck: I got a graveyard tatted on my arm So I'ma just start with my uncle William Hahn My
it's just... [Chorus] [Fat Joe] Yo - wake up in a cold sweat 5:15 in the mornin, hear my phone ring It's my nigga Ant speedin, slow down dog You actin
it an internment camp When we first got back from camp... uhh It was... pretty... pretty bad I, I remember my husband said "Are we gonna stay 'til last?" Then my
bullshit Nine months later, I elbow pull and kick Cause my time is up and I don’t care With one big push, I’m outta there June 15th, it’s just my luck
15 Now I see face in the strangest places Movies and magazines I saw you talkin' to Christopher Walken On my TV screen But I will wait for you As long as I
ll lose and you watch this space But i'm going all the way And be my slave to the grave I'm the priest God never paid Hope, i hope you've seen the light
to be a bad influence on you and you [x15] Alright ma'am (ma'am) Calm down I know your son said he was in my house (my house) He was the captain of the
to be a goon.If he gon' change my family I hope he do it soon.I'm tired of answerin my fone hearin bad news. My grandma on a walker she can barely move
I told ya I told ya I told ya Baby Baby Uh, uh I told ya, baby Uh-oh I told ya, baby Uh-oh I told ya, baby Uh-oh I told ya, baby Uh-oh I
hung Shorty I could take you there You know I could take ya (I could take ya...) I could take ya (I could take ya...) Shorty I could take you there
why I always do what I do, and I big up my chest God put his hands on me, you could see that I'm blessed And I'm grateful [Big Tigger] AIGHT! It's time
', I don't dance And, I'm with Roscoe, I'm with Waka I think I deserve a chance I'm a bad motherfucker Go on, ask some motherfuckers A young handsome motherfucker I
't got no job but I stay sharp Can't pay my rent 'cause all my money's spent But thats okay 'cause I'm still fly Got a quarter tank gas in my new E-class
hoes as bitches and that ain't cool I tell 'em look out fool, I ain't Al Sharpton My name Brad Jordan, I don't beg pardons Don't get me wrong I got respect
