ya And girl you shouldn't settle for less settle for that you a queen And you deserve the best I know you don't know me I 'member what you told me, "
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painless. And you know hat you tell them niggas who can't touch you. You grab your nuts and say motha fuck you. You invited. Got guns, be indicted. And if they kill me, me
And when you hear somethin, make sure you hear it right Don't make a ass outta yourself by assumin My music keeps you movin, what are you provin? You know
, go get a towel you're stomachs curling? Or maybe you do, but if I'm embarrassing me I'm embarrassing you, and don't you dare say it isn't true As long
matter who you are, uhh Talk about you.. Niggaz gon talk about you (talk about you 2x) Don't give a fuck about you (fuck about you 2x) You livin' bout
you Kick the old school joint For the true funk soldiers Musicology Wish I had a Dollar For everytime you say Don't you miss the feeling Music gave you
me over Not on the bed, lay me on your sofa Phone before you come, I need to shave my chocha You do or you don?t or you will or won?t ya Go downtown
don't have a clue, if it goes down what to do Don't you know this government ain't vote for me and you I have a dream, no, I have a wish If we can't
long way And I don't wanna be late Tell him I'll make it to him 'cause you know we ain't Move out, giddyup, giddyup, giddyup You better count your money
's roll, roll, roll And when you ride with Bone don't you worry about a thing 'Cause we got shit for real trust in me These niggas don't wanna buck,
, let's roll, roll, roll And when you ride with Bone Don't you worry about a thing 'Cause we got shit for real, trust in me These niggas don't wanna
while you can, man And stop hatin' me, fuckin' with my shit 'cuz I got more hustle than you Get yours, get yours baby I'm seeing millions, niggaz don't
, duct taper Fuck you police and fuck neighbors Move to smooth, don't duck or try to shake us 2 P 8 9 ruge, so don't tuck paper You heard what the man
you that talkin' wasn't shit to me So bitch be more specific when you spit for me It ain't shit to me, you a hoe in fifth degree, a discharge from a dick
be killed Ay, yo, don't make me have to body something Fuck you and what you known for, to me you're nothin' I don't see why in the world to me you
, your girl was hoping that your son's mine I know I don't like a bunch of down south rappers (hell no) Cause I don't need to like a bunch of east coast
