relationship I just wanna make sure that you are never lonely Girl, I know you don't need a man I just wanna make sure that you are never lonely Girl, I
it in lamens I wanna fuck you Not with jimmy jam Not with terry lewis Not with quincy jones Not with qd3 Just me and you And imma show you all the things
drive way I had a hard day, I'm on my parkay I said I thought a brother nothin' like park aye No I'm not rico but I'm definitely suave Aye, so parlay, I
creepin on the low low i be rollin, i be rollin solo im creepin on the low creepin on the low low creepin on the low low i be rollin, i be rollin solo
other niggas [Magic] What you aint heard boi I ride with these niggas I die with these niggas Do a drive by with my forty five cause I'm down with these
I started at eleven stealin weed from coppers and even though you beat us I gotta thank you for the reefer neva mess with white girls but I roll those
Will you walk with me out on the wire `cause baby I'm just a scared and lonely rider But I gotta find out how it feels I want to know if love is wild
somehow You thought that you had me Just where I ought to be. You thought I was So Much Love with You, yeah Do what you wanna do But now you know, I'
away, 'cause tonight, I might need it It gets real lonely around here at night some times An' I have to read read it besides, you can show it to the boys
I said motherfucker, I know your reputation And I'm astounded that you're here I fear you're lonely and u want to know A 12'o clock straight up nigga
gangsta forget the rap I only stick with that 'cause my ma don't wanna see me flip the crack And I'm quick to click and spit the gat, I be dipped in
act so blue I know I'm not the only girl you run to I know about Lolita, your little Spanish flame I've seen you around with Rita, the redhead down the
like you wasn't listening when they told ya They don't wanna be with you anymore Stuck in your ways, you choose to ignore 'Cause in your mind, you're
, I'mma beat that ass, you know I will You don?t know who you messin? with Most of them leave with their car doors bent Blow out you like I'mma air vent
, well I still got time Every dolla that I can find, know I'm tal'n bout (Know I'm tal'n bout) [Paul Wall] I gotta get that money, I gotta get that cash I
go back oohh walk with me out on the wire `Cause baby I'm just a scared and lonely rider But I gotta find out how it feels I want to know if love is
of the game you playin? Kid, I'm sayin, yo, three months ago you was on You fallin short now, chasin a don, you're money ain't loned Faggot fuck, bag
, I don't need no friends Still flip that 'Lac, I don't need no Benz And Harlem throwing money, I don't need no Zen's Matter fact I be back, I need more