?t hide always holding on don?t turn around our future looks bright with new hopes and dreams and that is why you can count on me can count on me
can?t hide always holding on don?t turn around our future looks bright with new hopes and dreams and that is why you can count on me can count on me
, "Hell yes"; old folks wanna cuss on how I walk talk and dress, they say my life's a mess But I'm straight, are you straight, if you straight, then I'm straight Rock me
It's all real [Chorus] [Talib Kweli] True indeed Chace; they tried to get rid of me (say word) But they can't write me off, I'm not a charity That's
on deck (i'm on deck) [x4] We count stacks over here Two week talk, AK 47 for real wit the stoke I'm on deck (i'm on deck) [x4] Now let me drop a few
-rock y'all To the beat y'all? Keep on and you don't stop Rockin' on, keep rockin' on I'm the queen on the mic, and it's true when I say That the Pepa
my lights/ man I lost my rights/ I lost my life/ forget the money cars and toss that ice/ the cost is Christ/ and they could never offer me anything on
her waist Helped me beat a dope case And she paid off the judge I bet her on the cubs and the phoenix suns Her name is cashola way over maria She bought me
got you on my mind Your secret admirer I've been watching you, boy At night I think of you I want to be your lady, baby If your game is on give me a
me in the Forbes, everybody tellin me they diggin me All my enemies say that a friend's what they consider me I turn my back, they take the knife and
the village So when 20 count regrets float down futility spillage See I'll pass the broken arrow this time for certain Yea but from here on out its hoofed
on the bridge looking down But you can't decide True love will never begin to see So hold out your hand to me Ooh, kiss me like you mean it Ooh, kiss me
If your game is on, give me a call Boo (call me up) If your love is strong, gonna give my all to you (holla at me) [Verse 1: Nicole Wray] Every day
hearin' me This is nitti beat, I don't think that hearin' me 80 thousand dollars 4 a track, you kiddin' me Gucci Mane back and they can't get rid of me
him with another swang The whole click, gonna hit him with another (bang) Feeling dizzy, he can't remember his mother's name (let me wake you up), let me
count on money-spinners then True colors, maybe you'll see them then True colors, twisting the knife again True colors, maybe you'll see them then True colors
We got racks on racks on racks (Racks) Racks on racks on racks (Racks) Racks on racks on racks (Racks) Got racks on racks on racks Got racks on racks on
me colorful please, diving in summer Come on, come on you, are a child in wonder Make me colorful please, diving in summer Come on, come on, you are
