I don't feel like drivin' any more than you do, We gotta house party over here in the place, With all the local honey drippin' up in my face, We gotta
Sunday Collisions, divisions of niggaz, down to listen And when we on the mission, call your mortician Join the party, I can provide the army!! First we flank em then we
in half Now look at you now Huh, and I'm out real fast Get the paper out yo' ass, baby Yo, here we go, listen to the po' Shoot the bo-bo and act
together So where you at y'all? Right here, hangin with my brothers and we showin no fear So where you at y'all? Right here, if you represent then throw
Young Jeezy] Yeah, see it's that It's that Blueprint 3 shit right here It's that TM 103 shit right here You ready? You ready Hov'? Let's go! (Hands up
sheets in the night Or ryming with the summer repeat To where ever we're going to Whatever were going though And here I was thinking I was so tough Listen
a stand up guy (Trust me) You don't really wanna let the chance go by 'cause you ain't been seen wit a man so fly Baby friends so fly I can go fly Private
Now listen I wanna try some right now See they don't do this anymore I'ma sing something And I want the guys to sing with me They go "It feels like something
why we must survive So listen to what we say Cause this type of shit happens everyday Go for yours cause dreams come true And this is the message we
yeah Oh yeah [Verse 2:] So do you know I really wanna be here for you anytime you call on me baby And did you know that we could be anything we want
love ain't here no more we've already said goodbyes you never admitted your wrong to me and now we look time to try love ain't here no more I'm not
Ain't nothing for us here The time has come to move on Oooohhhhhwwww Baby we deserve better And we're far too strong To let this go on Baby
your mouth closed and let your eyes listen [Hook:] Bitch I'm me I'm me, I'm me, I'm me, I'm me Baby, I'm me, So who you, Fuck you, You're not me And
in peace to Miss Gladys like e'eryday We on the grind for the shine and we gon' get paid Spent a mill' on the wheels custom wit' the navi' 2 of the same whips we
let's trip Line 'em up put 'em down on the guest list These niggaz 'bout to make me go Rambo I'ma take the shit as far as it can go War is the answer
my shirt, Hot Boy that look like Baby That aint Baby That is that nigga Let's go [Baby] Say Lil One [Lil Wayne] One Whats happenin' with you big dog [Baby
Chocolate Starfish! and the Hotdog Flavored Water Bring it on! Get the fuck up! Yeah! Check, one, two Listen up, listen up! Here we go It's a fucked
and my lipstick on your face Something, something about my cool Nebraska guy Here’s something about, baby you and I It’s been two years since I let you go I couldn’t listen