Trouble's gone, it's filtered out the door. This morning and through the day (you don't know how much i need you) This morning, I couldn't ask for more
If you're not relatin its hard not to hate them don't care what they're saying I ain't changing That ain't classy that ain't classy that ain't classy that ain't
jeans She could be just the one I've waited for Could be a perfect score and more She could be, she could be, she could be, she could be
down Friday night and the lights are low Looking out for the place to go Where they play the right music, getting in the swing You come in to look for a king Anybody could
car door*} [t] nigga whassup nigga? get out the car nigga! [t] give me your jew-els, fool! [m] what, what do you want from us? [t] you and your bitch
demise Yeah, you church boy actin' like a thief in disguise Ain't leavin' my side, see the greed in my eyes Ask Abby y'all hustle for a week to the Chi And that ain't
the wall I got a color TV so I can see The Knicks play basketball Hear me talkin' 'bout checkbooks, credit cards More money than a sucker could ever spend But I wouldn't
down Friday night and the lights are low Looking out for a place to go Where they play the right music Getting in the swing You come to look for a king
that wasn't good enough to complete my demo, for real Some days I don't wanna be seen And some days I don't shower, I don't wanna be clean Look, sometimes
Said 50 for a song, and they won't leave me 'lone Gotta front me a brick, that ain't nothin' to you Just ran through a ticket, there ain't nothin' to
wheels of steel If y'all niggaz can't feel me than y'all niggaz ain't real I hit so hard the WBC Called to ask me could the champ come and train with
be hard for a girl. Not us guys, we're different. I don't need to talk. I couldn't talk for a month wouldn't bother me at all. But girls just talk,
of the gun Rose was the champion Hot war who could ask for more Six minutes on a cold winter morning Cold war ain't here no more Rose, rose, take me
Shit that wasn't good enough to complete my demo, for real Some days I don't wanna be seen And some days I don't shower, I don't wanna be clean Look
the mix and these reasons i'll tell ya why ya see i'm six foot one and i'm tons of fun and i dress to a t ya see i got more clothes than muhammad ali
mix and these reasons i'll tell ya why ya see i'm six foot one and i'm tons of fun and i dress to a t ya see i got more clothes than muhammad ali
actin like a thief in disguise Ain't leavin my side, see the greed in my eyes Ask Abby y'all hustle for a week to the Chi, shit And that ain't leavin
not believing this song enough to hate them, don't care what they're saying, I ain't changing That ain't classy, that ain't classy, that ain't classy, that ain't
