at, I know where I'm goin', Put ya hands if ya already knowin', Straight to the top, This shit don't stop, We're going going going going (going) (Chorus) Ya Boy
FIGHT it..you know baby youre INVITED.. babe Tell me ... [diddy] Ya dreams fulfilled, you rockin wit the best Unforgivable, i'ma put ya limits to the test You're pulsating, ya
in at mach 5 Ya'll niggas aint fucking with me And I put a mil on it Niggas and bitches they lie But home boy them stats don't R & B Boss Hussling like
man, But ya'll don't feel my stress ya'll don't understand, The next step is my pistol and it goes down, Wiggle it out fat boy just calm down, And
ya ya ya she bad Where you been all my life? You got some junk in your trunk Why you built up You got a big b-dunk-a-dunk You're the bad mama-jama You
your ass But ya' wait, get a bat face on the one-time while these hoes Choose on the Attic Crew, my girl already been chose These stankin' bitches get your boy
boy shoes on ya shit my nigga Ay roll down ya motherfucking window nigga Blow out that dro smoke nigga Tell that nigga that's how the fuck ya feel nigga Ya
bad get going how bad does going get? baby you shouldn’t have any trouble rubbing groins with each other especially when you joined at the hip im going
: Fuck mobb deep, Fuck biggie, Fuck bad boy as a staff, record label, and as a mother fuckin crew. And if you want to be down with bad boy, Then fuck
re scared, yeah yeah I can hear your heartbeat, you’re scared [x2] You see, I'm a psycho, a sicko, I'm crazy I see, I got my knife boy, I kill you, you
time all night long, Boy, you know, you know, it’s true… Because of you, what can I do? This is a heartbreak story of ya! You were so fine, the boy I
[Irv Gotti] Ma what's going on We sitting here man Digging on each other I'm feeling the shit out of you You feeling the shit out of me What you scared
me? I looked him in the eyes, and gave him a smile and said mister I don't mean no harm But you ain't going nowhere, so just pull up a chair I got
releasin double-rounds in hound Like Keith ?Senses? you defend techniques and on match When I begin to draw back, cover up your cardiac 'Cause I'ma rush ya
shot for my love (plow!) Bust a shot for my lova Bust a shot for my love (plow!) (Outro:) And I ain’t even gonna leave ya And I ain’t even going
re a Womanizer, baby You-you-you are You-you-you are Womanizer, Womanizer, Womanizer Boy, don't try to front I-I know just-just what you are, ah, ah Boy
