Lyrics:
I envy the ones with hearts
Give it or take
I envy the ones with love
Cause it works in return
I envy the ones that got the mind, the heart
shitty ass plastic back window
Finna lay away some bread and get a carbon fiber top
Cuz right now she hella raggedy, be lookin' like a mop
But bet by next
Booddy by by oh my my I love you and that's no lie
But you lived up to your title ho! Caroline, ha ha
Yeah, mad cash be spending
And thanks to you he
waiting for you all this time
Nothing could top all the feeling of having you near
Your touch may be far, I know one thing is clear, my baby
Your love, in
know the feelin'
In the car with a bottle of liquor, a pistol, a lonely killer
Ain't no love at the top, just a lonely nigga
Ain't no love
Intro: Bizzy
Yeah [laughs]
Bone Thug in this mutha whaa whaa whaa
Yeah Big Wish in this muthafucka what's up my nigga and
Lil Lay I love you nigga
Atlanta
Going out like a youngin
Death before dishonor every nigga
With me they dumping
Pussy niggas don't want smoke we
Bend yo corner nigga
Out the top
you my wi-i-ife
Cannot cap if I tri-i-ied, you did what you did to get by-y-y
And you said I'm hopeless, I don't need that weight on my shoulders
lotta hi-tech I got by the jug
Whole lotta money, I don’t want no love
He run up on me, get hit with a slug
I buy a pack and I’m causing a flood
NBA, Rich
It'll be a cold day in hell the day I take an L
Make no mistake for real I wouldn't hesitate to kill
I'm still the fat one that you love to hate
Catch
[Run]
Ahh, yo.. yo, why-yo yo
Yo yo, why-yo yo, yo
why-yo..
Seen this girl on the block by the boondock
On the spot she was down for the boot
a gat
and these hoes, you can't love em
even though a motherfucker wanta kiss and rub em
watch your back, cause gats go rat-tat
but mind your own
side
But it was just a dream
That you broke by time
And if you told me you would never let me go
Oh by the way I felt like special to love
You’re
your choice of drug?
I be sippin' syrup, I think that I'm in love, whoa
From apartments to the top charts
Now it's sold-out shows
She say she play
Stanaj
This is the way I love her
Oh, wait, what?
This is the way I love her
And now it's gettin' lately
Butterflies come out when she opens
Because it's hard to find your love, I found it, though
Because you better not stay, you better not stay
Because it's hard to find your love, I
stopping
Me! (GUNS.) It's a blast! I love it! (What a blast!)
It's a blast!
It'
S a blast!
It's a blast!
("Whew, THAT was a blast...")
"Well, we
the trooper's always stop
As we dine over the chrome and formica table top
The cashier she always squints
By the gum and the bowl of mints
She's tapping her
straight I don't love no bitch
Tell a good girl gon pop that shit
Said her man get money not like this
Let's get this shit straight
We the ones you gotta see
raised by the streets
And then the only other one that ever showed me love
Was my dope fiend uncle strung out on drugs
A straight thug, just me, my mama
gripping they heat just to settle they beefs
(Brrr brrr) now you getting chased by police
You running to the west, running to the east
But the problem is
(ohh-oh-ohh, all the above)
Uhh, uhh (ohh-oh-ohh)
[Beanie Sigel]
Yeah, Mr. Him F'Real is here
Curbside by Atlanta, got a mill' out there
Billionaires Boys
Y'all know what this is
D-Block
Oh yeah by the way
This is the remix
Who!
You can kiss your ass good-bye
D-Block D-Block D-Block D-Block
La
do you feel?
Comin' up as a nigga in the cash game
Livin' in the fast lane, ah, for real
Love the way you activate your hips and push your ass out
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