'til you've hit the ground She got it all figured out, or so she thinks She takes the cork from the bottle and she starts to drink So she can't listen
fallen 'til you've hit the ground She got it all figured out, or so she thinks She takes the cork from the bottle and she starts to drink So she can'
like paparazzi, cars, crib, everything big body Big charm, hangin' from my big chain Swing side to side feelin' like I'm T-Pain Pull up to the crib, bitch think she
you say. I like that, What you think about it? I like that, What you think about it? I like that, What you think about it? I like that, Listen baby, oh you so
B-Bitches trynna act slow m-mad about my cash I-I-Iced out the crown Ice-Iced out the crown I-I-Iced out the crown and flooded the Frank Muller (T.I.) Hey-hey
leaving you" Oh yeah, she's leaving you Oh yeah, she's leaving you Yeah, she's leaving you She's leaving you Yeah, she's leaving you Yeah, she's leaving
it But I'm ready to jet this, just wanna forget about it I saw her pictures in the letters she sent You had me thinkin' you were out with your friends I'm so
' The paparazzi, snap and shoot me The Prada, the Louis, the Fendi and the Gucci The diamonds so big, she tell a nigga, "Look daddy" A nigga so jealous
my damn chain It kinda explains the way she be actin' She liked my necklace so she started relaxin' Now that's what the fuck I call a chain reaction Yo, you think
An ocean liner came and took her away, yea-yea I didn't mean to treat her bad, She was the best friend I ever had, She said goodbye, she made me cry, She
my automobile I want my automobile All around this world Let's take a ride Columbus sailed the ocean Moses parted the sea Dolores left me yesterday Well, I think she
the nine deuce Another fat, fat track So Rhythm D, pour the orange juice And let's relax while sippin' on yak Because it's like that I'm claustrophobic, so
that's in my closet got vomit Chocolate and baby food on it and none of it comes out when I wash it So now you think I give a damn what I'm rockin? I
daughter (Ref. I) She begged her dad for mercy (Ref. II) 6 She brang him wine and water (Ref. I) And a bit more than she oughta (Ref. II) 7 Well he
time you know me-shit I may be lonely and I talk to you, I hope you listening And we mob thru you, we all miss him, and mommy say hey She feed the babies
Cause she was sort of startled easy, she was a little nervous about being out there. The first time she got sunburned through her hat she realized she
