lot But it still ain't enough for me All that she's got, it sure is a lot But it still ain't enough for me Still ain't enough for me
But it still ain't enough for me All that she's got, it sure is a lot But it still ain't enough for me Still Ain't Enough for Me
And when the lights is out, they don't come back on This ain't a flick you ain't gon' come back on, you ain't that strong You knew it was wrong, but
can slumber, on the under Girl no wonder, you got a ass full of thunder The frozen Tundra ain't cold enough And baby ain't old enough For this game
Concourse 'Llac Still black so the one-time react as if under attack Ain't nothin changed but district range, feel no pain Mr. Big Bad Insane Black
shore I'm on a shoppin' spree to get whatever is in store Yeah, just call me "Shoppin' Bag Drizzy" And call me "Mr. Damn, he ain't coppin' that is he
me on the neck No foreplay, bustin the pound raise me Middle of the ocean, bustin her down crazy You know me, I ain't on no star shit I just came to
with some numbers he ain't eatin' doin' chow He ain't even sleepin' he been thinkin' 'bout his child It's real f***ed up but he won't see him for a while
Give me the doh Im trying have a bunch But I cant have rice for lunch its not there aint enough to share Ain?t fair never dreamed that he could be rare
t hear that Hit you in the spine or the belly, gun on me I ain't Sticky Fingaz, I ain't leave mine in the telly, smell me? Thank god he ain't fuckin wit
Making millionaires but it ain't no hurry 'Cause we all in it for the long run I won't leave the studio until a song's done And ain't nothing really
I will still keep the heat in my pants, uh Y'all be nice to the crack heads, everybody listen up I shot one of my bitches, the hoe ain't trick enough Word life to big
I will still keep the heat in my pants, uh [Ghostface Killah] Y'all be nice to the crackheads, everybody listen up I shot one of my bitches, the hoe ain't trick enough
it Appreciate what you did, and I hope you keep doin it But stop riffin, because you just might ruin it For me, for you, for you and for me Two wrongs
what's wrong You don't like my song, can't please everyone, but you ain't anyone You ain't nobody, Lil' Rob rocking it just for a little while So let
big guns so no muthafucking games Give me a Chevy TRE Chevrolet, let me ride Half a pill, just a hit, it gets me high Duce TRE Esclade, watch my style T
me but you can't touch the G I got dick for them sluts to beat Plenty game for them hoes so you can't fuck wit me We comin' straight from the S-O-U-T-
