that you have to earn (oooooooh, you gotta earn it baby) mmm Well I'm prepared to give you all of me But, I need the same in return (ooooooohoooo you know you
star Throw your hands in the air, if you know who you are 'Cuz we jumpin' around with the Broshigeez And get less by the beat pharmacy, 'cuz they hitting you
you love somebody (I love you) Step (I love you) Step (I love you) Step (I love you) Somebody touch somebody, tell somebody you love somebody (I love you
Chamillionaire's so crazy Look at the face of the media like you crazy You thought I'd fall, I'm sorry dawg you crazy Mirror, mirror on the wall, you
you ain't gonna hurt nobody You better fear will I knife or stick in you Look up at the sky and ask why has God forsaken you Chin-wa! bringin' new styles
them know that we gonna make it, don't plan our demise Why you gotta teach your kids on your own? 'Cuz when you get in the zone They bringing you in, you
look around you, so many ways that you can live it up. It's all around you, so many ways that you can live it up. It's all around you all you gotta
we know things fall apart. The morning's off to a bad start. It's raining. Have you had nights like this? I run miles to his place, wake him up to look
come through. So I never expected that you'd take her home with you. And I never detected, how hardened and not sorry you could be. Don't you know?
dee I'm talking 'bout you and me And the games people play. Well, look around and tell me what you see What's a happening to you and me God grant me
to give it up when she see me Wicked on the trigger man is a good digger Woman wiggling & jiggling saying you get bigger Where have you been you jolly
enough (How he blessed you cuz he blessed you too) but He still loves me (even though I aint worthy) No I aint good enough (you aint worthy, He's there for you
town I know you dont love me you always talkin' bout how Ma$e get down I know you don't love me you scream and holla when Spider Loc's around got me
caps, it's a nail in the coffin, look, I shoot arms like heroin addicts, look, a hater shit get drastic, you my son, they kill me, you end up a bastard
) You ain't payin' my bills, so you ain't sayin' nothin' Ain't keepin' it real then you need to stop frontin' You say you got this but we don't see nothin
to him, shot him through But Kid looked up said don't shoot me more, but Doc just smiled and emptied his 44 Oh won't you have another drink on me...
pullin' in now and there stands dear gray haired mom But there must be somethin' wrong cause I don't see my son Mama said son I should have written but I knew you
that he didn't even know Don you know, you know You used to work for me one time? I sure know that come but come to think of it You fired my ass back