like somethin' I would do (Baby Beesh) Fill my swimmin' pool up with some brew (SPM) Yeah that sounds like somethin' I would do Second Verse (SPM): Well I
like somethin' I would do [Baby Beesh] Fill my swimmin' pool up with some brew [SPM] Yeah that sounds like somethin' I would do [Second Verse (SPM):] Well I
parkin' lot, I needed a snatch bar Had the hot wire, so I moved on an old car It was a bucket, but fuck it, it had to do Started it up and scooped my
I'm older, momma's talking shit but I told her "Mind your fucking business" I love the girl to death But I don't wanna hear it, save your fucking breath I
something that I wanna give you) It was no walk in the park being yo girl I would of given anything in the whole world (Theres something that I wanna
Then ask Philly, can I rap? South side of Chicago, who's the mack? I never ever tripped on the shit that you spit about me Every time I perform, I make
towel, I was such an asshole" "yeah, that would be a good idea" "I went over to, I was, I was just tryna get you a drink, I-I, oh God, you got anything
When I'm out in the limelight, I make sure I shine bright I'm in the drop with the glock cocked, you know I keep that iron tight I'm getting brain from
Twenty something years later, I mastered it Seen light poles get used for power, I was a little nigga Couldn't stay out late, I was sour So I sat by
3 days in the back of a wendy's drivethru Look for my fingerprints, what did I do? Narrator of a true story To write somethin fake, would bore me I
if you hear it Somebody tell me what you think I should do with the money Yes, friend tell me what you think I should do with the money Exactly how
turnin' your speakers up Turn your speakers up Chamillionaire man Let it bump, it's a southern thing Ha ha, Chamillitary mayne I heard somebody say that the South
I swear I never fathom All the fame that a nigga can gain from Atlanta Now I'm just tryin' to maintain for Atlanta Befo' niggaz would say in Atlanta I was Rhode Park
strangled him off in the parkin lot wit his Karl Kani (*kkk*) I don't give a fuck if it's dark or not I'm harder than me tryna park a Dodge But I'm drunk
that I'm locked you hoes disrespecting me I'll be out before you bitch niggas can count to ten but I can touch you way before I'm out the pen, no names
your mom's house I cried like a pig, I was feeling low I couldn't tell you, cause I knew you would kill the hoe I was mad at me and I hated her A month
up for all the dope I cook And for all the dope fiends I woop Remember my first gun? I almost shot my foot Surrounded by crackheads, I would wonder?
more night that i could treasure for life, i know i'd do it alright with just my kids and my wife chorus where would i be without you,i know i wouldn
