do you got soul? because you've got me so wrapped up, wrapped up in you. So darling do you know how you got so lovely? was it self-taught, learned from life? You
used to get pussy like eazy here and every day You're mothafuckin' lyin' How you know I'm mothafuckin' lyin'? You're lyin', your dick can't get hard ..
I loved you so You surprised me with a puppy Kept me up all Christmas Eve two years ago And you could sure embarrass me When you came home from working late 'Cause you would know
See the tree, how big it's grown But friend it hasn't been too long, it wasn't big I laughed at her and she got mad The first day that she planted it,
blew up again Cledus you better hit the road if you're gonna be a star The shows way up in Georgia, and you're opening up for Garth You're future's
uhh Timbaland, uhh, uhh uhh Uhh, uhh uhh, yes, uhh One, two, three, here we go Yo, who wanna wreck you with the iller thug, super killer thug You know
Thought that you would be our guide through this big jungle I'm wondering why Your teeth are sharpened you have hungry eyes, where did you take us Your
me guess - she doesn't feel that you're being compensated Let me guess - you've been rappin for a year and a half And you mad brave when you get a little
girl I'm gonna get you addicted. So can you be, would you be, wont you be, can you be my can you be my action? Cause from the way that you dancing I know you
i, would I lose When it's a selfish sore loser like you I choose To roll your big eyes and suck your buck teeth Because you're upset that you ever caused
See the tree how big it's grown but friend it hasn't been too long it wasn't big I laughed at her and she got mad the first day that she planted it was
You know I'm like a hop, skip and jump from slappin' you senseless Perverted monk on this mic, you feel the sentence Hot vernacular scorch just like incense
hell are you man? Walkin' up on me man, lookin' like you so broke, man If it cost three cents to shit, you'd have to throw up You know who own the record
this little situation But would I fuck you up was what you wondered Yeah, that's probably why you changed your little pager number But bitches like you don't grow You
locked down You want a buck sixty, you betta betta back down On the streets a hood but in here You're up to no damn good, nigga I wish you would Try
See the tree, how big it's grown But, friend it hasn't been too long, it wasn't big I laughed at her and she got mad The first day that she planted, it
Still take the time big up little ?egg?, can you imagine? Big up Asia Born, this little bottle Or that you would even be lightly concerned with little, little words That you would