(feat. Lil Wayne) [Fabolous:] First off I'm a muthafuckin G-en-er-al word to the cake shells In this chopper will pop em Make it sound like a hellichoppers
true story but if not They say money is the root of all evil And I'm really starting to see what it do to people Check it More money more problem Well er'body
[Hook] Like ohh better get em back watch dem niggas back I hear dem boyz come'n derty Like ohh better get em back watch dem bitches back I hear dem
looks out for the whole family A true G, that's me, blowing like a bubble; in the everyday struggle Chorus [Notorious B.I.G.] I'm seeing body after body
Hard body muthafuka got a heart of a killa young guard in the building bouta start a religion bouta call Bin Laden up and order some missiles bring them
you give him the microphne Give you the sound give him the drawings I give you the plot give him the conclusion I give you crystal glasses give him 12 O'clock I give you (my) heart give him (my) body
.P.'s hired MO' further for the Roc Empire, y'all won't serve us Y'ALL nervous, know them guns on full service, ready to fire One body, two body, three body
without her number in my hand, I went to go on facebook, Will I get her face back, Tryna find you is like a needle in a haystack. I came so close, You touched my body
sexercise! I ain't On Buying you flowers I'm on getting you in the showers and sexercising you for hours Why use a bench press to work on my chest when I can work my hole body
mo' Sometimes I hear death nocking in my front do' I'm living like a hustle Another drug in trouble, another day another sorrow I'm seeing body after body
and slay You might think I'm a rookie or an amateur, but put me on a panel or a channel I'll dismantle like the vandal-er I meants to say the scandalous
in what they say, But sure a body's bound to be a dreamer When all the things he loves are far away. And precious things are dreams unto an exile They take him o'er
suit your mind. "This body you may imprison, my heart you can't confine. There's none but Jack the sailor would have this heart of mine, Oh, would have this heart
Spears agleam in the dying sun, The blood is spilled, the battle's won, From the icy throne of God-King shall rule, When nine stars kiss the moon o'er
few love him Other emcees be nervous or somethin' Rhymes in abundance, Hip-Hop Justice Rappers are captured and punished The Polar Manitoba's melted by lava A team of ER
I want your body, mind, soul, et cetera And one day you'll see, you should give it to me And I don't want anyone instead of ya Oh babe I'm goin crazy
Shop It's going down, know I'm saying Me, C-Styles and Big Sin, 2002 Drop L-Dogs looking good, this how it go down Know I'm saying, er'body acting bad