Lyrics:
over here, so follow me
Through the fog like I'm S-N-double-O-P, let me guide you through the smoke, G
If only I wasn't travellin' down this road by my
eye,
Six, you're my best friend,
Seven, that'll never end,
Eight, nine, I don't know why, but thank God it happens every time,
By the time I get
(Call me) my name is Lonely, nice to meet you
Here's my number
You can reach me at, woo!
Nine-one-one (call me) call me some time
(You should call
a house
Few of my bitches, can't live without 'em (Ddot cold as a motherfucker, on God)
Drench gang, slime 'em out
Bubba chain a hundred thousand
Ran
of having to deal with the bullshit without grabbing the steel
Tired of drowning in my sorrow
Tired of having to borrow a dollar for gas to start my Monte
the root I want the whole damn tree
Ain't tryin' to stock around for the Illuminati
Got to buy my own island by the year 2 G...
Since way back I've been
To the top wit my niggas
Pop wit my niggas
Drive by in whips, rock rocks wit my niggas
Break day on the hottest block wit my niggas
Just cause I
[DMX]
She showed me some love
So we left the club
Now we off in the Hummer V
She's so hot she's kissing on me
This is the girl of my fantasy
After
alright
Night time is the right time, we make love
Then it's his and my time, we take off
My baby takes the morning train, he works from nine till five
alright
Night time is the right time, we make love
Then it's his and my time, we take off
My baby takes the morning train, he works from nine till five
took me back
Had no friends for to go my bail
They slapped my dried up carcass in the county jail.
Early next morning about a half past nine
I
I called you on the phone to say I love you
That I stop by for you at nine
My heart broke when you said that it's all over
Someone else would take up
flies like a dove
Won't come back without a sign from Heaven above.
This nine-to-five work is giving me the blues
Wanna get my picture
To the top wit my niggas
Pop wit my niggas
Drive by in whips, rock rocks wit my niggas
Break day on the hottest block wit my niggas
Just cause I (DMX)love
to break it off,
im thinking of my love for you,
my heart will stop the day
you walk out without you girl i dont know what i'd do
it's been 5 long weeks,
thought I settled
Just cuz I wanted lots of things out of life
Still working the 9 to 5
But pursuing my passion on the side
I don't call that sliding by
Pork on the fork, widen the pot
By any means if you like it or not
Malcom X, by any means
Many fourteen stuffed in my denim jeans
As-Salamu Alaykum
Nigga want beef, I'm a number nine combo
Not one designer in my ensemble
You're tuned to the realest, maybe to ever spill his
Heart until it's drained,
excuse for me just doesn't fly
Zack keep sayin', "Meet at seven-nine"
But that shit just gon' have you on my mind
Yeah
And I just wanna get you off
and they took me back
Had no friends for to go my bail
They slapped my dried up carcass in the county jail
Got up next morning about a half past nine
I
Cage)
Yea, now we running from the five-oh
Three-one-oh, now they running from the five-oh
Nine-seven-three, boy they running from the five
Let's do it
Workin' all week, 9 to 5 for my money
So when the weekend comes I go get live with the honey
Rollin' down the street, I saw this
I've got one more payment and it's mine
(We're gonna swing it)
Ain't that the way the heart goes
Seems they just attack without a sign
My mind's
were closed
In dark or light, I'd stumble
By my demand you'd guide my hand
But was it worth our trouble
Nice guy lies, all my 9-to-5's
When I'd rather
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