Lyrics:
I say what I say is what I mean
I talk mo shit than Muhammed Ali
In a situation about makin my green
First impression nigga back down
my number one girl
Always makin time for you
I'ma tell you one time
(girl I love, girl I love you)
I'ma tell you one time
(girl I love, girl I love
It's such a crazy love the way we're makin' love
I can't get enough of your crazy love
You gotta have your sexy stuff
What sweet love, to be stuck
Advantage Studio, it's a celebration
You gotta learn to fact check things and be less impatient
Your fans are rejoicin', thinkin' this is my expiration
your feet up, and start makin beats on your chest and think
[Chorus: x2]
Sex, money, drugs, music
Lies, these are the things that keep niggaz...
Runaway love (ooh)
Runaway love (ooh)
Runaway love (runaway love)
Now little Lisa is only nine years old
She's tryin' to figure out why the world is
Ohh! Stat Quo! Here we go!
C'mon, c'mon! You ready? (Ha)
Let's do it, man (Uh, uh, uh, uh-uhh)
Shady, Aftermath
(Sound, without focus, is just
whenever I speak
My job is to teach, even if I drink, sex on the beach
My mind is still in reach
Never too far away from the pains of today
And I
and love pour a drink up
We gon get it in like every time link up
Got me thinking bout sex and love lets have a good time you are one of a kind
Heard you
dogs is at the reservoir
Top five, I'm where the legends are (keep goin')
Live at the edge of darkness and light
One phone call my youngins takin'
E.S.G
That's right, we love gettin' this money
It's all I think about, how the fuck I'ma get paid, bitch
Makin' my mail, what the hell, whatever I
E.S.G
That's right, we love gettin' this money
It's all I think about, how the fuck I'ma get paid, bitch
Makin' my mail, what the hell, whatever I
you use
The stories that you say well they're
They're getting kinda grating
Sex
Is what we did best
Sex
When I'm lying on your chest
Sex
And I didn't
Who are we fooling?
Hell is hot, fire is proven
To burn for eternity, return of the student
That never learned how to live right just by how to shoot
the hoes get down
I know you like Nelly, like Kelly, Ludacris
Try to run game on me you punk bitch
I know you don't love me
[Tony Yayo]
Gators and ostrich,
the hoes get down
I know you like Nelly, like Kelly, Ludacris
Try to run game on me you punk bitch
I know you don't love me
[Tony Yayo]
Gators and ostrich,
use called XYZ
Cause she was 'sposed to be my ex
And I kept sayin why?
'Til I pulled up in that Z
Now I just drive by and say
What you makin that bass
We been desensitized since we were seized
By corporations death by the machine
What do ya do when there is nothin' to do
You are a fool uh
Government's
Give you sex therapy
It's your body, we'll go hard if you want to
As hard as you want to, soft as you want to
Just let me love you, lay right here,
Healing begins when you wanna love
Believe in yourself and not what they want
Money, Power and Respect
I'm the man, now break your neck
Makin' checks
Made
bus to the lobby, elevator to the room
We can jump each others bones but there's no jumpin' brooms
Buffoon you are too consumed in the womb
It is too
captive
By the motherfuckin' puppet masters
You are the puppet, I pull your string
I'm makin' moves
I'm the master, causing you to do what you do
(Puppet
Nothing.
Now this is the new thing. I fucking hate this. You need a religion, asshole. You need something. What are you going to do if you get attacked by
bedroom
Tonight we'll be makin' love faces
Makin' love faces
Shadows on the wall while the candles burnin'
Messin' up the bed while you sweatin' out
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