Lyrics:
And that's just to get in this bedroom, bitch
Walked up to that Ke$ha chick (what up?)
Said my name is Booger, wanna catch a flick?
I'll even let you pick,
down if you step on my shoes
You ain’t built how i’m built you can’t do what i do
Say what you want ima fiend ima addict
Go in the bank and i tell them
offer that you can't refuse
Offer that you can't refuse
And you look confused
Like I'm not making moves
Walking in cement shoes
This is Route
Coming out
a dream
'Til that pain turned into anger, time to make a nigga bleed
Fuck, man
This nigga just took my best friend
And I, I can't go for that shit
It
it's stack or starve
This not fate I gotta take
No I can't give and I can't borrow
So just listen to me if you trying to see tomorrow
to you
To show you there ain't nothin' I can't take this chainsaw to?
Fuckin' brains, brawn and brass balls, I cut 'em off
Then got 'em pickled
til it's humbling
Think you grounded and get punished
This the second time Slay needed my two
Cents to keep it a hundred
How you want it? Fake and be
this movie, won't need to be continued
You finally encountered somethin' you can't counter, coward
You're counterfeit
You ain't gotta be in a Walgreen's
usually not good
Cause I freeze with my hands on a hot hood.
And getting' jacked by the you-know-who.
When in a black and white the capacity is two.
to changing the world, and I hope my resolve's here to stay
But if someday I have to give up, can you promise you'll still feel this way?
But baby let's save
Catch a nigga by they self, or they with they fam, fuck it they get shot too
Ni-niggas know how I rock nigga
Thirty shots in this Glock nigga
I ain't
the nomad and I miss my mother badly,
I was a sideways baby, always will be.
to start the party right you're probably gonna have to kill me.
I can't be
Lil' spoiled bitch, two thousand on shoes (two thou', shoes)
Walk in the club with one bitch, leave with two (yeah, dos, two)
By myself at the top like
TIME WAITS FOR NO ONE
(Peter Sando)
I just can’t wait for this
I just can’t wait for that
I keep on checkin’ that old clock on the wall
a watched pot
Come on!
Jump up freak a hustle
Do what you want but move every muscle
Ain't no time for playing around
Only one thing to do when you hear this
naw)
I don't... I won't... I won't speak
Ay and you can't catch my feelings in no tweet
Naw
That's on me
Yea, fully focused on my winning streak
Ay,
gonna make it a good show, you dig that
This goin' make a hell of a movie huh!
[Chorus]
My life, your entertainment
You watch it while I live it
to worry this the story of my life
Now won't you please save Scotty, Lord?
Help me, please help me, please
Now won't you please save Scotty, Lord?
Won't you
So long to all my pain
Good night to my heartache
Goodbye sorrow
I won't cry no more
I'm leaving tomorrow
If you would only treat me right
(feat. Wyclef Jean)
[Intro - Timbaland - talking]
Oh!
You know what?
([Wyclef:] good good good)
I go through a lot, since my baby girl's not
I'm on what's next
She'll love me to tomorrow but it'll be less
Hold up hold up I'm on what's next
I promise you this ain't as good as it gets
Yeah I
spit
Ebonics, burnin, that's the shit
And that girl by the bar with the waistline
Shakin her hips (okay!!)
This is the last crusade, I might
Fix your
this motherfuckin' game!
When a little time go by, they forget what you've done for them
Always tried to comfort them, now you ready to come for them
paint the town
Ooh, you're good
These are my dancin' shoes
We paint the town
Ooh, you're good
Thought I would dance with you
Might get loud (ayy)
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