At the cross, at the cross I am finally free At the cross, at the cross Burdens thrown away At the cross, at the cross At the cross, at the cross Where
me At the cross, at the cross I am finally free At the cross, at the cross Burdens thrown away At the cross, at the cross Only here at the cross I'm
lost Til we took they shit, now its time to floss 22 year old 17 war vet Life in the fast-lane, little red corvette Little red handkerchief, hangin out the right side Back pocket
be mine Baby, why can't you Be my everything? Check this out You all know the Steve's, SWV's Gone for a minute, chillin' cross seas Back on the scene, pocket full
get served wit' no regard I got a pocket full of stones where the fiends at Got them big ol' boulders, that's where the G's at Can't fuck wit' rattin
that country ass twang Dropped, "Tell Me Something Good" took off and went live Shit, next thing you know we was signing to Jive Dropped, "Too Hard to Swallow" "A Pocket Full
got to be a scripture So look at me like I'm a prophet on top of the game Puttin' money in my pocket for the way a nigga rock it And I bet if I'ma cock
words are aphrodisiacs if you say 'em right The club be poppin' So I'm stoppin' at the Fat Burger Look through the paper it's another black crack murder The city's full
, babe, I'm on fire Yeah, the general with his tank says it The man at the bank says it The soldier with his rockets And the mouse in my pocket I'm
that syrup Thinkin I won?t slip, even though I?m leanin like a broke hip He don?t know I got the nina wit the full clip Thats a somersault back spin full
shit, now its time to floss To ya, to ya, 0-17 warfare Life in the fast-lane, little red corvette Little red handkerchief, hangin out the right side Back pocket
the good, you could get it here Wrong place, at the wrong time, calling "sip" let's go Wope fiends, keep me on the map, and my pockets full Eyes red ass
on fire Babe, I'm on fire The general with his tank says it The man at the bank says it The soldier with his rocket And the mouse in my pocket says Babe
my bitches snow white and mary jane Stacking dollars shit we making a week Who the cowards who the killas whos the niggas wit scrilla Felt all up in they pockets rocking
ghost town Said tonight was time but where your gat? Niggas get wild when they hear botty-at, booty-at You bitches tryin' to pussy-pop Dealin' herb, slung tapes ten dollas a rock
-C I got a pocket full of stones that's why them call me Sharon Stoned I got a pocket full of stones That's why them call me Sharon stoned I got a pocket full
sayin the same thing [Chorus - Chamillionaire - 4X] They say it's lonely (they say it's lonely), lonely at the top (top) Lonely at the top (top), lonely at
keep actin' like you don't know where the funds at And I'ma show y'all motherfuckers where the guns at Ante up, yo yap that bitch She try to spaz out
