spit grime Fuckin' split minds More kick more snare more claps More bass more synths make it more fat More power more Bigger beats then More speed more BPM More
my song played and his came on and you did his dance You kept begging me for romance, I kept telling you that's enough You turned on my boy Juvenile
Things never seem to go according to plans so we always end up improvising, we're not smart enough to have a plan B at hand so we always end up compromising
Guess they plan on sucking dicks until some millions appear Like voila, you do it right, he just might buy you a car Unless you play these suckers just like B.O.B
do Baby there is something that I need from you (Uh, come on, check it out) Baby, turn around and let me see that sexy body go Bump, bump, bump (Yeah) That is
to pick a career Guess they plan on sucking somes d-cks until some millions appear Voila! you do it right he might just buy you a car Unless you play these suckers just like B.o.B
that do work with his hands It?s bad enough I got to deal with all these pressures that stand You tryin? to make me stray away from my plan Know what
more and more and more war Killa for scrilla and more war, more war (more war) I'm screamin more and more and more war Killa for scrilla and more war, more
you feel for me. 1-4-3 a smiley with a wink. That's how you feel baby that's what's up. A hundred forty characters, is more than enough. [Chorus (Mindless
by my side Till we made it, till we made it, yeah [Katy B) Just like that, they say learn from your mistakes But we plan to perfection, so we don't plan
repeat 2X] What's your name, what's your number? I would like to get to know you Can we have a conversation? The night is young, girl give me a chance! [B
lose More than a spelling b it's compelling me To let the I come before the e except after c to the h To the u to the double-b, we respect that name
really wanna come try the one guy Who stay dumb high from blunt lie To ???? alumnight We got more beef than an atomic bomb So I pack enough sonic arms
home to a furnish house We three deep, What? And we ain't get no sleep We on the next flight, 25 a night, damn right Plan is to keep the fam tight Copping
out wit the phrase He went from ashy to classy, I like that So everybody in the house Give a warm round of applause For the Notorious B.I.G., the Notorious B
' more what Like Gerald Levert, you try to make it work Jheri Curl Jones, spendin' cash on a skirt Plan to win, whassup with Uncle Ben? Brother is sly
to pick a career guess they plan on sucking somes d-cks until some millions appear Voila! you do it right he might just buy you a car unless you play these suckers just like B.o.B
