Lyrics:
and you fry in my iron furnace
I am on my get rich or die tryin' like when Em was signin' Curtis
'Cause I am murderous
Joe Budden, Jersey City, New
greatly (Yeah Yeah)
I'm getting green, call me Ang Lee
You can't change me
You can't change me, you can't play me
When they play me, we get lit (We do)
We
to feed you, when you miss a meal
Money make more money, match some shit I'm trying to make a million
Trying to buy some buildings and get billions, but my
a while
Are just memories from when you were mine
But the tears will never dry, baby now
Do u still care enough to get us through somehow
Anna Lee
I find
gonna say
They better not fuck with me
No explanation please
It's Tara Lee
I'm giving you 3rd degree
I'm with that fuckery
Bitch please
I might just
Because I still get a thrill thinking of you
And I still feel your lips kissing me too
Although our love affair wasn't to be
I wonder if you care,
these feelings fold
I still wanna be by your side
Still tryna pick up on your vibes
I cannot drive away now
I guess you cannot fade out
I just wanna
who liked her ,who really liked her,
Jaime Lee got married on 5th avenue and I was married in Las Vegas, by an Elvis impersonater.
I married a German
thinking that a Sweet gong get him through my door
But niggas talk alotta shit, in a safe place
I know 'cause he can't look me eye-to-eye when he in my
done for the thrill
You think your life has no will
Hoping time would stand still
cnd you mudda stop quarreling to realize
You mental ain't willing cause
out, I'm the C-A-S-A-N, the O-V-A
And the rest is F-L-Y
You see I go by the code of the doctor of the mix
And these reasons I'll tell you why
You
you do it for?
Need a house up in the hills chasing thrills that's the money
What you do it for?
For the ones that you love up above that's the money
Rock n Roll
He sang Jailhouse Rock and Peggy Sue
Rock Around the Clock and Blue Suede Shoes
And still there ain’t no cure for the Summertime Blues
Rock n Roll
He sang Jailhouse Rock and Peggy Sue
Rock Around the Clock and Blue Suede Shoes
And still there ain’t no cure for the Summertime Blues
jumpin over like starter fo gold
You know we...
(Chorus 2x)
(Murphy Lee)
It's like a movie especially when I move the E-S
Three-twenty with the espio
T3EZ me
You will get checked just like ID
You will get wrecked just by me
Catch me in the pub, doing tai chi
No I'm not a toy, don't try me
Catch me
Here we come..(here we come now girl)
All over you (baby girl unh unh )(Nelly)
You know I spend hot shit when need be
Only nigga that can take a still
want treats in this life it get tricky
I just fucked a stratus ho
Yeah she love Trishy
Baby better show me love
You might miss me
Minajing with the money
That you were looking at me baby by the Ferris wheel
I know you're cool but you think that you're chocolate
Get off my nerves, 'cause I still got a soft
You can be the greatest that they ever seen
Lets be honest you can be the most talented
And still have no dollars
Wanna get to know ya
I really wanna
An MC stepped to me, lying about one
Kid that rolled with him, who died in the outcome
Thinking he could get with me, gain victory
When the season's
the way
Stop thinking
You’ve got
Better bars to spray
You know I’m fixed
I don’t do that shit
Its stinking up the joint
You’re not two legit
You should
Just know It's either if you ever cross these fences yea uh
This ain't a movie this real life, boys still cant get right
Cause when I spit that real
you down
I keep it handy
Its never jamming
I'm thinking bout capping a n***a
I don't f**k with them boas who be brandishing Glocks when they come from
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