, cry, cry, cry Fill me up an ocean Cry me up a river, boy, I hope I hope, I hope you feel so lonely Bet you wanna call her Hope your nights are so cold
yup Chamillitary mayne No kids here so how you gon' play me? Boy tryin' to cash out so how you gon' pay me? I am a hustler, you gotta pay me No time
Chamillioanire Chorus) These Haters Is Gettin On My Nerves (Nerves) Tried To Warn Em But Some People Dont Learn (Learn) Im Gettin So Sick And Tired Of
makers, call them big guns, rumble makers, let the thunderquake 'em introduce them to the undertaker. Palm trees, big sun with the calm breeze, you can call me
it It's like going to confession every time I hear you speak You're makin' the most of your losin' streak Some call it sick, but I call it weak
provided power to radical rebels The Melting Pot seems to be calling the kettle black when it boils over But only on our own soil so the little boy holds
to radical rebels The Melting Pot seems to be calling the kettle black when it boils over But only on our own soil so the little boy holds a toy soldier
He got me coming back to back That boy focused You used to be my boo but now you fired Cuz all you do is lick me til ur tongue get tired I know you hoping
He got me coming back to back That boy focused You used to be my boo but now you fired 'cause all you do is lick me til ur tongue get tired I know you
the dogs trying to con Vick, shit I guess what I'm tryin say, is niggas die running like Ryan Shay (Talk 2 Em!) All the Lean Me niggas, got high hopes call
style Yea [verse 1:] N if i stay out late Im commin home rich Thinkin bout that pussy On the grind got me home sick Them dolla signs on my mind got me
:] I Think about you when I'm riding dirty I said I love you befor I left I hope you heard me Incase I never make it back I hope you heard me An if you
in traffic, brought it up to the attic, there goes the stashes But a nikka got passion Even though the bounce back seeming like magic Shit, but call me sick
, are you my man?" Fuck it, sign me up Rock rock b boy, rock rock mang The nang, the nang, the nang, the nang Rock rock b boy, rock rock mang The nang
I drop Cause it feel like I'm losing, everything I got On my knees asking God, is it ever gon stop But he don't answer me back, I hope he help me out [
Ken] Hold up (YEAH!) [Chamillionaire] The Hype Williams to y'all rookies, you know that this is a motion picture so SICK that I call it motion sickness
and years you try to keep her a secret Said she's your cousin that came for a visit Your puttin' me on, is this true, now who is it Called your crib,