were I've got too many pockets on my shirt Wish I could get back to the way things were I've got too many pockets on my shirt Too many pockets on my
gotta pocket fulla songz (I gotta pocket fulla songz) I gotta pocket fulla songz (I gotta pocket fulla songz) I gotta pocket fulla songz (I gotta pocket
I'm out this verse, geyeah! Chorus [Sean Paul] Man this shit gettin crazy, this girl wants to face me Met her jes last week, told me that her name
Class clown freshman, dressed like Les Nessman Fuck the next lesson, I'll past the test guessin And all the other kids said Eminem's a thizhead, He'll never last
makin' Mommy cry" "Why? Why is Mommy cryin'?" "Baby Daddy ain't leavin' no more" "Daddy you're lyin'" "You always say that, you always say this is the last
down, you get your ass beat Now Nik my bottom bitch, she always come up with my bread The last nigga she was with put stitches in her head Get your hoe out of pocket
ocean now Times change and people change with them Some people love to play the victim (Love to play the victim) You threw caution to the wind Washed away these few last
't going nowhere, so just pull up a chair I got greens fresh off the farm And with that he pulled a bottle from his pocket and said youngin' ima give
to the last one (HAH) Yo watch me skyrocket (HUH) Prop me for my flow then get your hand out my pocket As the world keeps on turnin Killing microphones
Like kissin and huggin and suckin on my wrist full of diamonds Move slow, I’ll tuck your little chick in my pocket Type of shit I do all day Like the last
(seth binzer, bret mazur, doug miller, rust epique, a. volli, krs-one, bernard williams) This is the last trip This is the last trip Cxt krs-one Boogie
dollar in my pocket i don't like surprises i've got your souvenir is that the price i've got to pay it ain't been that long since the last charade i
blocks, holding down for it Kept a nigga straight with money in the books And them bitches is crooks who look out for other crooks Took him shopping, money in his pocket
I ain't greedy baby All I want is all you got, no no no Baby, I ain't askin' much of you Just a big-a big-a hunk o' love will do I got wishbone in my pocket
[Deluxe Edition] Yeah, Yeah, okay, Came in the game as a youngin', sign with Cash Money, pocket full of money. N**** poppin' s*** always talkin' bout
some time go chill What you know about a bongo having her mind goOver a convo about dough Nothing! Man the four wheelers look so good on the sand Tee or tanktop pocket fan Pocket
and his name is Ludacris, Bitch please, you messin with some real O.G's, With million dolla whips dat I ship from overseas, Got a pocket full of G'z,
Swizz Beatz] For the ones who got more than 1 mouth to feed Gas so high got em' riding on E Daddy needs shoes and kids gotta eat They can have every last
