'll punch your jeans, we've said it before Best believe, this is not a metaphor Better watch your back, 'cause we're on the creep And we won't stop till
feel this, come, holla at me, I need them girls Hey, I got a lot of girls callin' Wid di doc in love dem fallin' It's a ton load a girls I'm all in,
gets you know my money, and uh thats what my wallet gets 100 dollors bills be burning shit in the bottle shit We make a ton of shit and uh, you not a
take her to the toilet, put her in the sink.. Give her willy till the batty don' wink..Don't fink i'm buyin' you a drink. You are not my girlfriend,
't rampin' (Dooks) I would take her to the toilet, put her in a sink, Give her willy, till the ... wink Don't think I'm buyin' you a drink, you are not
stealed They never gon fight and they never gon kill, he's alright but he is not real Say what you know about Trae, better yet what you know about Ro Not
know just as well as coal is black one of these days the mines were strike And I'll sit around starvin' till I'm finally told There's a nickel more a ton
suppose to be yours Seeing my haters In the dark alley Tormented by mine Dodging the tech n9ne Now here's the message Liberate me Chocolata tay Imma rock Not
stop, drop, rock and roll, Ain't not time to be geekin', We gonna do that though, Flip that hoe, kick that flow, Make it to the top, then we get that dough! [1 Ton
with roses on my casket All my family and friends at my funeral wipin their tears away Mama screamin wake up I'm just restin till another day she falls
Hustling till I die, drink the bar dry There go that man again, right back in the public eye Drunk like Mel Gibson, get high, got a ton of DUI's Cognac
composure, brotha done told ya, betta beware. 'cause this Mo Thug clique got plenty soldiaz, just open yo eyes, and realize, it's gonna be Mo Thug till
weary Call it disease, but baby I'm just weeded, heated blazon, for those P.O.D'ed Hypno n moet jewel, for the few gon get the glee ton All we r is Mo
to tomara. To the strumming of guitars, In a hundred grubby bars I would whisper "te amo." The mariachis would serenade, And they would not shut up till
just to easy to let them win,i cant retreat.i will not slow down till the sky my eyes can see.i wont let a ton of bricks smash me.sometimes i just can not
Ten magazines and his case weighed a ton Booked a hotel room with a view of the street And a speakeasy bar room where the hoodlums all meet He sat up till
best with a pen and a pad Don't even think about it, six gun, weighin' a ton 10 paces and turn just for fun, son Up till sundown, rolling around, See
with a pen and a pad, Don't even think about it, six gun, weighin a ton, 10 paces and turn, just for fun, son, Up till sundown, rolling around, See