I just don't think I'll ever get over you And if I lived 'til I was one-hundred and two I just don't think I'll ever get over you...
I can meet you in the lobby Girl I gotta watch my back Cause I'm not just anybody I've seen them standing in line Just to get beside her I let her see
mo' then I get regretted fo' Same biz you paying, on notes I get the credit fo' More retro, than nigga before you get thrown back I start taking, snap
I'm fucking everything until I'm peeping it Why you trying to do what you already know that I'm the king with it And, you don't want to come behind me
room (whut?!) my money stacks up over miles when I bust this funky style now I think i'll pass the mic to another fresh MC I know you'l like I gots mad
Baby girl, I know I aint the only one that know you could be bitchy You know what I'm sizzlin? Ol' boy, I know I aint the only one that know you could
downs, man You got downs and you got ups We all go through the same thing on different days, man Don't act like you ain't like me What, you don't put
's all get drunk tonight I hope I don't fight with a punk tonight Get nervous As I swerve this Cadillac through Purvis Hope I don't crash when I hit
the Lone Ranger I eat dinner with Jews but don't talk to strangers I'm just a few albums from filling your disc changer If you ever think of stoppin'
dat grind wit no sleep, i'll be a lie if i said i ride wit no heat i stay posted on da block,i don't run away from cops,i just let dem niggaz have call
- if I can't stop lovin' you Never leave me - I don't know what I'd do Please forgive me - I can't stop lovin' you Can't stop lovin' you
-O 'cause I don't wanna be cool, I don't wanna be you I don't wanna shake hands, or wear your G-Unit shoes Don't want you on my hooks, don't wanna be
'cause I don't wanna be cool, I don't wanna be you I don't wanna shake hands, or wear your G-Unit shoes Don't want you on my hooks, don't wanna be in
you borrowed from the jeweler You had to see the chain, scene swallowed before I knew it, Don't trip that'll get ya hit hard in your madolah, I ain't
right Alright I get it, you wanna make some slight Detours So you can be sure That you get yours And when I turn my head you up the bill a little more I
to speak over beats Like the key to unlock me, and I?ll be damned Ten years the summer I began I?m still up in the lab Other people sleep I must speak
