Lyrics:
But baby keep it honest you know that I care
Ain't been the same since you disappeared
I just want you by my side babygirl don't
You cry
Girl I know
right
If by chance I'm not by your side
Just look yo eyes up to the sky
I know that those voices screaming loud
But Imma keep them quiet
Watch over like
Remembering the old times
When we used to hang
Snuffin' nigga's up and down
Cause him and me,
We were the same
But nothing seems to be the same
He
a lotta rappers trash man they wack as fuck
And I feel like the math ain't addin up yo
Take a look at the numbers Imma keep it one hundred
We been spittin
I'ma keep it going
Back to back I'ma keep on blowing
Platinum plaques keeping it up
Wet Saks keeping it gut
Look girl you don't know my angle
A hundred
mother again
I can bother my banjo about the state of the world
But I’d drop my own dinner for a look from a girl
And I’ve never been as taken by
Yo, Mo Bee, mane, drop that shit
You know what time
Boo-ya, I know it's time for you
So grab one by the hand, you know what I'm sayin'?
And uh,
Yo, I like crazy hangover, yo
I think you put some?n in my drink
Listen gal, me nah ina nah freaky stuff
Me nah make no old woman come trip me
dick's at attention, amazed by the tingle
Thinkin about the ho, so I gave one a jingle...THEN
Threw a fuckin brew down my neck
St., crooked letter, D-E
when it's sunny
I can tell by ya post girl
He don't really treat you like he should girl
You don't really smile how you post to
Slide me the addy baby
been a mess, I'm so alone...
Daddy grip my neck and let me know...
That I'm yo little man don't let me go...
Take me by my hand unzip yo pants
And make
new artist with a old school deal. (yeah!)
Taught the game by Steve Lobell (yup!)
So we always win, don't receive no L's (nah!)
New girls act like
thinking to herself like
I wish I was with that nigga
chorus:
If you at home lettin' her go out alone (lone)
then I'ma take yo bitch
and if she keep jockin'
Got your girl she going she going
Look at my pockets they growing and growing
Counting my blessings keep going n going
Counting my blessings keep
Hot 98.7 Kiss FM, it's the world famous dial to pay countdown
I'm Wendy Williams
So we have $98 in Kiss Cash and the new CD by Jodeci
Let's go
[Chorus]
[Ghostface Killah]
Josephine, what's wrong, baby?
Come on
[Ghostface Killah]
Yo, what your momma gonna think of you girl?
Her little
the day comes and that shit is done
That little girl can look God in the face
A little bit of spice
A lotta sunshine
Grandmama's kiss
Grand Daddy's wine
niggas do the same
Cause the phony shit contagious so I let my phone ring
I don't like to conversate for conversation's sake
No more girls who stay up late
to save the world?
Or was it just because I used to swipe the women and all the girls?
I'm the type of brother with the crazy extended hand kid
Dissed by
a girl's ear
But me and my people we ain't about that
We about action, action speak louder than words, yo
Action and words dripping off the tongue
love and
Calls her his little Smurf
But soon they're seen by
Boys from the community that go out and fuck
White girls with impunity
Oh, gee! Misogyny
a giveaway
One look could tell me if you
Really came to kill me
Be the quiet nigga lookin'
Lame with the milli
Who that over there creepin'? Who
Homie by
Just from one shot
Made a son of slum gull
But now he ain't a tot
Before you know it
He'll be a young man
Chasing a thot
We had a girl looks like you
they the shit
Shootin bricks
Weak riches
Always wishin
Gettin bitches
That motherfucker has addictions
Put my dick up in yo mouth
Then put it up in yo
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