Where you come from Your flag colors That you're not brown Where you were born Patriotic pride we don't care Hatred inside we don't give a shit Nationalism
somethin' cold, smokin' weed by the pound size yeah i gotta big head ho, i think it's crown size bitch i do it big, and i never plan to down size people who
want you back Ooh yeah I want you back I remember the love in your eye When you took my hand and said goodbye I don't know where the river flows "Flirt
cause, you know, we've been asking people what they wanted to know. I mean, clearly, you've been having this thing with Kim. And I don't know, just thinking
than any who use a mic We do the kinda music the pretty women gon' like A sweet smell you know with perfect nails and toes A round cinibun head under them clothes I know
get gone, the nicest way I can 'Cause im not what you want See I tried to make this work but our loves in the dirt, so lets See who calls who first
'll never know While you're locked to the Pulse of the rhyme flow Once I lock you up, you can't get loose You stuck your head inside and I placed the
to life and this much I know is true That I'm empty here and all I want is you Yeah, said I'm empty her and all I want All I want is you right now Said
know they want it things I done they havent done it tho they say that they my friends I know that these n-ggas opponent we can joke and laugh and party but I know
pick fights and that's what I've learned in this business you just never know... [Lil' Kim] Shut the f-ck up Who the f-ck want war FedEx beef straight
bugger loose in the head, like fuck what the law says might be the mental with the permanent wrinkle in my forehead boys head beef if you wanted to peak
keep hope alive When I'm seeing dead babies floating by Damn, burning buildings, flamed up,they couldn't take da heat so they jumped. Man, they want to want
tha spot light on you baby [Hook 2] Show me what ya bout lil daddy I know you need to stop, stop hatin' I know what ya not whodi And that is Weezy baby
mighty Black Jays yeah!! All di wicked heart dem ... who a dat we a know!! Bun dem up mi wuk fi di lighter ya mon!! Yo blaze dem up burn dem up mon!!
know And did you know I'm the creator of the term I just straightened the perm Aint let it sit too long, they just makin it burn And make a movie of our
be eatin' tomorrow I know some bitches who be sleepin' on niggaz dreams, they leave When that nigga blow, she the first bitch on her knees Knowin' dudes
