of time Here with you I swear that I'll be honest here with you right now I make this promise I'll be a steady wave that rolls across the sea the only place you need is... Here with you
Can you afford to blow this shit? Are you that rich? Why you give a fuck if she dies? Are you that bitch? Do you really think she gives a fuck if you
to top You ask me if you're too little You're more than enough for me... Chorus Im gonna reach, reach, reach out to you I wanna be one with you And
your movie screen Damn I know I’m fly (fly) Ain’t got nothing to hide Want a piece of my pie Then you got more problems than I (I) have CHORUS
. And what you did to me_you thought I was the bad guy in another action movie. And it gives me a headache or a headrush, whichever one you please to be is fine with
like a Cincinatti pitcher in the same hat, It’s like a scene from a movie, when the screen fade black, Niggas roll up on you, Now you stuck in that Harold
get done Jazzy And rip it up for a bit, make it a little scratch make it funky fresh Cause you know you the dopest that ever did it, man The world's
I never give a f-ck about a hater got money on my radar Dress like a skater, got a big house, came with a elevator You n-ggas aint eatin, f-ck it,
weighed on the scales of a triple beam You don't come here much, and ya better not Wrong move (Bang) Ambulance cot I gotta get more money than you got
You go in, you reach the other two before you know What happen to you game's over dude On the next page, they got power in effect While you two rednecks
Savon = Ice Cube] [Raymond = Bruce A. Young] [Opening Dialogue: a quote from 1992 St. Louis Trespass Movie] [King James] Yo Savon, you're my man and
priceless nigga You understand me? Either you with us Or you ain't with us Either you in the huddle Or you out the huddle Either you riding Or we passing
corner selling rock, preachers pray to God Hail a gypsy cab, takes me down from Harlem to the Brooklyn Bridge Some will sleep tonight with a hunger for more than
corner selling rock Preachers pray to God Hail a Gypsy Cab Takes me down from Harlem to the Brooklyn Bridge Some will sleep tonight With a hunger for more than
girls like, know what you lookin' for Them tights is fittin' right, you hyped them up some more You pulled that hair back stick, that ass out for them boys to see You
what girls like, know what you lookin' for Them tights is fittin' right, you hyped them up some more You pulled that hair back stick that *** out for them boys to see You
Diddy - Dirty Money] Got your boyfriend feeling like a groupie (You know, you know, we know, we on that) Stuntin like you looking like a movie (You know, you
hooked up with the Refugees It be more niggas than the N.A.A.C.P. Comin' up on weed of all type Smokin' home-grown out tobacco pipes (You've got to
