Lyrics:
had bread
How to be a baller - can you pass the test?
There's more than one way to hit the top
Trunk full of dope nigga don't get stopped
Take it
and I die by
Everything that I say and
Everything that I do
And everything that I make is what
I believe to be true
And if that shit don't make
Sense
had bread
How to be a baller - can you pass the test?
There's more than one way to hit the top
Trunk full of dope nigga don't get stopped
Take it
of '92
So don't you dare say that music skipped my generation
Your hatin' ain't nothin' but motivation for these compilations
Oob
(I love music)
Honeysuckle rose
Don't buy sugar
You just have to touch my cup
You're my sugar
It's sweet when you stir it up
When I'm taking sips from your tasty lips
don't mean to cut you because we're almost
I just wanna hear the, before the "way"
I don't ever want it to end
If I had my way, I would never leave
Yeah
Yo, son, you gotta take me to get them Clarks, man
Yo, check it out, yo
Yo, I got a new, yo, niggas don't even know, son
Yo, check
don't have all we planned
One of these nights
When we're making believe
I'm gonna take you by the hand
And lay you down on a bed of roses
In that
Please, darling, don't you cry
Let's just kiss and say goodbye
Many months have passed us by
I'm gonna miss you I can't lie
I've got ties and so do you
I
then coward duck your head
You don't know who you be f***in with you'se better off...dead
Is what I say, best run the other way
In case of physical
town
Strictly biz, she don't play around
Cover much grounds, got game by the pound
Getting paid is her forte
Each and every day, true player way
I
You've been breakin down for far too long
Far too many moons since you felt well and strong
You see, you could say goodbye but you don't have
you can't?
I just told you I lost the money
Okay so you don't have money
You don't have to turn up
This ain't no fucking show
Ain't no homie
Ain't
find?
Mm the long hot summer.
Oh now the summer long.
I don't have no one to cheat, don't have no one to beat,
You know, I just need some room
Cosmetics case cause we
Were gonna break down and use zip lock bags
By the way I don't mind
Sharing you with Ingrid
Cause I love you both and I'd rather have
to emergency room traffic jam
That's supposed to be a free clinic
Only to hear that you have or if don't have insurance
It ain't nothin' but survival
part three, or it might have even been part
two, I don't know. I can't really remember, it was too many days ago...remember I told you they kept me in
with all this jewelry on you
My roof look like a no-show, got diamonds by the boatload
Don't act like you my friend when I'm rollin' through my ends,
I'll never do it again (No I wont)
Let's settle it (We don't)
I can't afford my life cause I'm spending it
Since you got just what you wanted
We
Sleepin' by yourself at night can make you feel alone
Your girlfriend said so, but I don't really know
That don't mean, we fucked around
That
to spare)
Since I counted one by one and the answer came to none
I don't think you love me any maybe less
And if what I think is true nothing's good
wit my girl, don't we look successful
I keep that bitch wit me so my life is never stressful
Me and money go together
Loved her since I first met
And Tutankhamun was African
You wear black diamond, know too many stars turn to comets
We run from the comics until we subjects to the comics
I'm a hero, don't
He's a pinball wizard
There has got to be a twist.
A pin ball wizard,
Got such a supple wrist.
('How do you think he does it?)
I don't know!
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