me baby? You don`t love me now You just hurt me now It`s over, it`s over I`m not looking back I`m not going back It`s over, it`s over ? x2 You don`
me baby? You don`t love me now You just hurt me now It`s over, it`s over I`m not looking back I`m not going back It`s over, it`s over … x2 You don
yo And I ain't gotta tell 'em And i ain't gotta sell 'em It's Y.S.L. teddy I ain't gotta spell it And yes i killa kill 'em I guess I am the villain I
Hey yo And I ain't try to tell 'em And I ain't try to sell 'em It's YSL teddy I ain't gotta spell it And yes, I killa kill 'em I guess I am the villain
nigga come get it I ain't trippin nigga trippin at all Yo, I'm fuckin walkin over weak rapper's downfalls It ain't my fault they fell, it ain't my fault
Here's my ghetto story Been in hell, through the fire Now gonna take it higher Here's my survival story So many reasons to sing this Now we got the keys
) Here's my, ghetto story (*Story) Been in hell through the fire, now, gonna take it higher (This a survival story, true ghetto story) Here's my, ghetto
dappa that's the number one rule you know (Bo) She said, yeah, Kardi, I heard about you you know When di gal dem a pull yuh inna corner man a big house
cute and sexy girls from all over the world If you feel this, come, holla at me, I need them girls Them cute and sexy girls from all over the world If
A-Toc girl it's a wrap girl back it up girl mek i see yuh just wine for me Tic-A-Toc girl it's a wrap girl back it up girl mek i see yuh just wine for
she a go give man a call So right now dem fi know say it's Another Keep Left production You know it's Sean da Paul A way dem a say, it's all about the
fat mothers And when da shy girl haffi cry She tryin na bligh She haffi get di ____(?) But mi gal dem a ___me up Boots me out We naw deal wit gunners It's party over
IT UP TO ME [Verse 1:] So back it up deh..So pack it up yeah Cause I wanna be the man that's really gonna have it up and mack it up and Slap it up
me back yow Everything me got yow True me style so versatile, me give it to them a lot yow Like the starts up inna the sky, so me have dem inna me flock
it was made to be told As you saw so shall you reap And if you've treated life sweet Your blessing's been ordained and already on it's way Tomorrow
lucky so here's your end friend I sets the show ain't brocoli and rice the newer to the new not the old spice mind over matter it's got a true-school-
five It's like the only way to make it is supplying things Hoop dreams, dunking over cars, let the choir sing [Verse 10 - The Game] Yo, it's that black
