Ray Charles nigga blind to the fact While you was in your class, I was grinding and getting scratched The knife grind you and you scratched Now you crying
Cobain You do the crime, do the time, you invented the game I got no I.D., I switched up my government name All of my thugs love to bang, we be one in
out on the I'm scared to love, cause you remind me of my past Baby, you gotta trust me, cause I gotta girl and you got a man I don't want you to judge
mama? (I'll go cross the border papa) [Mr.] (Mr. Mr.) I know the fuck you heard Give me head while I drive Bitch, I like to swerve I'll take you to
gon' slide later I'm like a charity the way I give away paper The way I pop bub, heavy tips for the waiter I'm getting love like I just came home Fresh
] I know you don't love me, I know you don't love me You ain't the same whenever Banks around I know you don't love me, I know you don't love me You scream
I preach so you can see but I don't need to You don't comprehend or take this in, you got my face blue Makin' me hate you, I can't erase you or deflate
Bitches Give It Up Oh You Wanna Brag I Wanna Brag To And What You Gonna Do When Day Ask You Are You Gonna Tell A Lie Or You Gonna Keep It G Or You Gonna
girlfriend (Y'all remember true?) Seems like yesterday I can lick you up and down till you say stop Because you give me love, love, love, love, crazy love
make 'em all give me Lewinsky whoa I fuck Janet Ms. Jackson if ya nasty Ray J my nigga but I'll still fuck Brandy If I fuck ya daughter I'll be wit the
Now you gonna listen?! Or do I have to remind you? I'll punch a hole through your chest and give a pound to the man behind you Killin you and the nigga
Give It Up Oh You Wanna Brag I Wanna Brag To And What You Gonna Do When Day Ask You Are You Gonna Tell A Lie Or You Gonna Keep It G Or You Gonna Hold