the seat back Passionate thoughts, I knew you would be the wiz Now you hold my kids, my divine little wiggs The grand souflan cuz of your presence So I'ma take it back
with the mag taxi cab shit clit was hangin out her panties with no where to stash it it was classic nowadays shes laid back helpin me perfect my rap only
out the nine Get in the tub, he seen the hot iron pulled the plug out He steamed Pam brought it back to Penny on Good Times Back in the dollar bill he
it but how much do you love it I know you love it but how much do you love it I do what I do and I don't think nothin' of it I know you love it but how
ya man can't do it like that (like that?) He can't work the middle, cause his thing too little Bet ya man can't do it like that (like that?) I make you
back Shootin back for the small scratch Trey-Fo' what you call that? Pull up my drawers Girbauds and doze to pros got called By the po-po, save it for
the skin tech Money clean like Windex Givin up the ave like a brother gonna pass, but the hoe check Hoe flex I'm on the avenue, lay it back sip a half
(feat. Freeway) [DMX:] Ayo dog, where you been? (Lookin up right there) When you gon hit a skin? (It's already there) Ayo the game really needs you (
t really understand Yeah I seen it before but now it's gettin out of hand Mami's diggin for more, and she's posin for the cam Little beef got the dancefloor
it or be on your way, hey And I really hate it came to this How else can I say it, I don't speak no other languages Hey, everybody wanna say hey Get into it
and Mr. Capone-E's Straight ridin, through the city Givin it up for Bizzy Bone and Frank Nitty Mr. Silent puts it down showin no pity Rollin it up for
me a little one on the back Ima tell a lie and get you on back Ima tell a lie and get you on back It's gone right from fiction to fact I'm gonna take
(feat. Toddy) Rain drops bead again they make a tide pool on your summer skin shoplifting corner store i should have got, should have got some more.
like chicks getting collagen Implants to enhance Lips to blow My dick for dough I'm slick rocking kicks and clothes Your girl buys me A little upset it
hey, I'd forget my head if it wasn't attached It's not hard, it's not a riddle, we know Rise gon' win Cause my quotables outnumber little lines in your skin
(feat. Killer Mike & Khujo Goodie) [Intro: Killer Mike] Welcome to Georgia Home of James Brown... Home of Ray Charles... Home of Little Richard, home
(feat. Phonte, Witchdoctor) [Hook: Deacon] It feels alright So just lay back into the night But don't lose sight Make sure you watch those Yellow Lines
I spit pain I knew how to relieve it If at sixteen I had started to treat it Till my shit changed whether or not I would need it To trace back to the