Once I throw on this, once I throw on this Its over girl Once I throw on this, once I throw on this Its over girl. I hear you knock knock knock baby
Let's run away from these lies Back to yesterday, safe tonight I feel the sun creeping up like tick tock I'm trying to keep you in my head but if not
If I could write you a song to make you fall in love I would already have you up under my arm I used up all of my tricks, I hope that you like this But
Do you recall? I told you, this was just a matter of time Do you recall? I told you, we would end up saying goodbye And it won't be long Before you try
If I could write you a song, and make you fall in love, I would already have you up under my arm. I used to pull all my tricks, I hope that you like this
[Verse: Scarface] Young Face slangin, Ya Ya Ya Heavyweight, Got a bad bitch in every state On the grind, nonstop till I touch this cake Mark ass niggas
Roll the windows up when you get in the car And I'ma light one up Hit the gas station go and buy a cigar And a Philly blunt Every time I breathe it's
Block Beaters Make my dream real Bl-bl-bl-bl-block Beaters Moving at the speed of sound With my head up in the clouds Moving at the speed of sound With
Sometimes my mind wanders Away from me I know, I light my dutchie up, puff Maybe one day I'll fly Who knows, who knows, who knows? (I know) Who knows
(Mike Posner) Now as I seen more money, there's more problems Every time I look around They say I'm not hungry and I lost it But you're never gonna, ever
Aah, Colli Park Who? Mike Jones Who? Mike Jones, Smurf You did the fool with this one, baby I got Hurricane Chris (Say girl, say girl) And right now (
Ladies and Gentlemen this is Cat Williams, a.k.a Money Mike. I have some very bad news, Disturbin' tha Peace will no longer be called Disturbin' tha
badboys flexin' like they're so rowdy Look a badboy straight in the face, tell him I'm a real badboy f-ck Mike Lowery I don't take disrespect neither
[Mike Jones] MIKE JONES! For the latest baby! Who? Mike Jones! [3x] (Yeeah!) This here for the latest mang You know what im sayin I know I aint
Chorus: It feels like I'm running on walls and I don't want to touch the ground. If they say that I'm lost, then I don't want to be found. It feels
[T.I. talking] Aye, aye Bun who did this man? So me and you got, T.I.P., Killer Mike, Lil Jon, and Bun B So that's the King of the South.. the Underground
up pregnant But that's just me From them female fantasies frolic freely In my cock pit, every 30 some seconds I can't stop it [Chorus] [Killer Mike
Yeah! Killer keeps it honest 'Cos reality is perception with a weak stomach Bubblin' uneasy like the bowels of hell, boo Enough to make a black ghost
