more reasons for leavin, you I believe in. Love you till the day I stop breathin, I love you girl [Chorus: Ginuwine & Mario Winans] What I need, is
out the fye! i'll ..that nigger no front! white photo... i can buy any brick i want! ..so much.. smell like... so much ...feel like a trap, ...got me... ..i
a shit loada women Soon as I see one I like I'ma get it, I'ma get it Ooh, I'ma get it, 'cause I?ma go getta You know we trap all day, we play all night
all day long nights Baby I'm a Oh, baby I'm a Oh, baby I'm a Oh, baby I'm a Oh, baby I'm a Oh, baby I'm a Oh, baby I'm a Oh, baby I'm a Hey, hey, hey
me, And I'm still gon' survive You get truth from me, But these rappers gon' lie I'm a part of these streets Till the day that I die I wave hi to the
now, I'm what's up now When you shine all these haters wanna talk down I don't feel a way by what a nigga say It's alright love, I let a hater hate
I get a brand new whip I rolled around in a 5, till my money got racked Then I went back and got that six I'm in a big white Benz, on a hot sunny day I
forget the day, it's all about tonight Act a fool and start a riot, a riot be rebel Bottles poppin' 'til we can't stand We keep it rockin' till 6 a.
then I know homie 24's everytime I hit the do' Suicide lamborghini doors mink on the floor Priceless yeah I fuck that hoe Yeah I fucked a movie hoe Yeah
white candy paint job fly Big timer on the loose Got my bitch riding five And every time I pull up, you know I'm iced up When I step up in the club,
sky, its a bird its a plane, no its I Yea, I holla five on four till they bury me man I'm the father of New Orleans and I'm a family man, you heard me
damn, when the white hit the pan it Twists and it tumbles it, flips and the fumbles I mix it like Gumbo, I pitch it so subtle I keep hustlers puzzled, Feds I
I love you like a raging storm And I miss you like I?m coming home And I hold you like a fading song You send me
nuts and I'm a loose screw Bitch I get big bucks pockets on Bruce Bruce Yeah, I talk that shit, bitch I got red, bitch I got toast Welcome to the murder
so, Brand new coupe so that she could go, White Bent', light tint ridin' like what the fuck is an indictment? Spend ten thou' for excitement that's how the day
To Bo Diddley He practiced the guitar everyday and sometimes into the night Till his papa's hair began to turn white His pa said, "Son, listen hear, I
I'll turn to say goodbye I'll keep your image in my eye I turn around to say goodbye I'll keep your image with me till the day I die Time is an ocean
I'm not a boxer, I'ma be brief nigga We on top, I will put you underneath niggas We will take your whole tribe and I'm the chief nigga Your highest title, numero uno I