Lyrics:
Yeah
This is 50 Cent, Banks and Yayo in the club
Runnin' around this bitch, pissy drunk with the snub
Niggas want to get it crackin', we don't
You say im mad different
You say im mad gifted
Yeah
Conversation been a drag lately
I get so fly im off a pill im even flyer in this Burberry
I feel
she's riding so high
Ought think twice, ought to do right by me baby
Before she gets to saying goodbye
Ought think twice, she ought to do right by me,
get it right now
That's why these niggas hit yo line baby
You don't ever hit em back, no
No, no
Don't waste your time, no
Love will have you blind yo
Boundaries doing what I want Jack
I been trying to move right
But when I get mad I'm a thief in the night
Don't be playing with your life RIP Lil D Butt
Every
baby
Let's start the show i said shake, bounce
Toss that ass like rover
Rock the boat don't tip the boat over
All these house tryna play that roll
But I
don't - stop,
Square go mad like fight - Flock!
Whip pulled up like woooh! Swa!
Niggas did the dash like woah! Cops!
Nigga live life by kill opps, kill
can make you feel special if you stick around
We can get creative on a lock down
Baby come here I don't care bout the rules
We could get really freaky
alcohol
So I cannot fuck with y'all
I'm dealing with pressure no time for a broad
I never answer her calls (nah)
She gon' get mad and all
Cause she
making mad noise
And your pussy be getting mad moist
Every time I talk to you
Make me wanna fly you out somewhere far And get lost with you
Fuck them
back dro
Can't get caught in the mix
By these fake trouble cops and
They crooked ass tricks
And uh, hold up yo, niggas rollin' up
For what? I don't know
gotta handle baby
All I’m focused on is getting bags
I get drippy
Fly fly like I’m I’m Peter Pan
She do xans she forgot that we not friends
She remember
this you
Don't think I fucking hold heat?
I blast you faggots into meat pieces
Break into ya crib
Tie you up and make you eat feces
After Sunday service
Leave him with his socks, hard bottoms and bloomers on
And hang him by his balls from the horn of a unicorn
Y'all niggas intellect mad slow, y'all fags
head, I'm gonna go mad
Don't you ever leave, yea you're all that I have
Walking out my life baby it's going bad
When I think of you, it always makes me
Do you wanna spend the night?
If you do I’ll buy a flight
You could make it before light
If you don’t it’s quite alright
I ain’t mad an I won’t
love her
She said she love' but she ain't dont' trust me
Uh uh but shit can get ugly
I need to know that you gon' ride for me
Uh I'm sorry baby for all
Sincerely yours from Andy's corpse, I get the big picture
I just think that you holdin' the camera wrong
Ain't mad at all, feelin' lost, but fuck bein' a tag
with
They soft like baby food
So don’t make me do something
With this thing that’s aimed at you
Or go with the mitts and start maiming you
It gets worse
real man that tries to approach
Come the closer he comes
He gets dissed like a roach
I don't think I can handle
She goes channel to channel
Cold
right now
Gotta get outta my head tonight
I wish you were in my bed tonight
Cause i wanna get close to you
Baby you heard what i said
I rather be with you
ones you don't know about
Buns by the tons, mad guns and we going out
What!!
[Swizz beatz]
It ain't over, it ain't over, ain't over
[Sonja
need to see if we can workout all these issues
Baby girl you see it ain't all bad
Girl take it out on me
Whenever you mad
(You mad)
Whenever you mad
(You
need to see if we can workout all these issues
Baby girl you see it ain't all bad
Girl take it out on me
Whenever you mad
(You mad)
Whenever you mad
(You
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