Lyrics:
bricks
I'm the interstate, man
And the women say "damn"
Them niggas don't say a damn thing
Boy I bet that shotty make you
Bounce like a bed spring
Walking
bread by the loaf (Bread)
Bought a Lamb, bought a boat (Lamb)
Cookin' up a chicken, wash my hand off with soap (Soap)
He done took the stand, they
the players
Out there getting that long money, you know what I'm sayin'
But that fast money leads to a fast life and a quick death
This is my word, this is
be the same walked in my daddy's shoes
No time to be a peaceful man
Had to shatter fools
That's 'til I put my eyes on you
Goddamn sweetheart
You got
Of love is on my mind
This Native Love is restless
And I'm just not satisfied
And I never get enough
Of that Native Love
Slowly I turn
Step by
out that catalogue
Can't believe my eyes
So many women without a flaw
And I ain't gonna give it up
Steady, tryna pick it up, like a call
I'mma hit it,
But if you don't mind
I'm only gonna kiss you on the cheek this time
Oh with all that I've done wrong
I must have done something right
To deserve her
you daddy
But if you don't mind
I'm only gonna kiss you on the cheek this time
Oh with all that I've done wrong
I must have done something right
right?
What you thought, there wasn't gonna be no retaliation?
Ha, ha, ha
You gotta be kiddin'!
You call my name four times on a record?
gotta say
I'd say hello and they'd be laughing at me
I'd ask 'em questions that nobody understood
But by the time we got outside my room
I was searching
attack
Was watchin' 8 Mile on my NordicTrack
Realized I forgot to call you back
Here's that autograph for your daughter, I wrote it on a Starter cap
gotta take ya from your man, that's my mission
If his love is real he's got to handle competition
You only knew him five months, (that's right)
Besides
I don't really wanna start a fight right now
That's kung pow chicken get fried right now
Please don't call m, I aint salami
I'm bill Crosby, I'm also
The thing we sought
Like a common tear
Like a comet tail
Oh the things we fear
For them to hit the ground
And I can't keep all the thoughts that wash my way
dough
Man all my life I'ma be a street nigga as long I'm in the game I'm playin for keeps nigga
I catch a nigga playin I'm bringing that heat nigga
Most
know it's all year right? Hah!
I'm sitting here in the middle of New York City
The night before I gotta turn my second album in
Higher than
to the ceiling
Then I feel my soul start leaving
Like an old man's hair receding
I'm pleading, "Please, oh please!"
On my knees repeatedly asking
Why it's got
"I-I-I'm sorry" my ass
That's why you're paying for it
You got the garbage, I got the trash can for it
The man ain't gon' stand for it
You better respect
Yaa. You have a right to be scared of what comes next
I'm ready I'm ready I'm ready
Man's not ready for me. Cuz I'm frightening
Feeling like the king
Sometimes when I'm with my chick on the low (I'm a flirt)
And when she's wit her man looking at me, damn right (I'm a flirt)
So homie don't bring your girl
That Vladimir Dukelsky (15) said, "Gee!"
My fingering a certain string
Was such a big thing
That Fanny's cousin Annie's
Taking lessons from me
I'm quite
lists
Beat it, sonny
My man is still the greatest in this
To hell with Frazier yappin' about that negative shit
Now listen, you can try and escape if
the club
Okay, getting that groupie love
Okay, yeah we rock the spot
Okay, okay, okay, we hot
Everybody it's a party i'm feeling naughty
Baby, this is my
That boy' some prick you know?
All up in my hair
Thinks that I care
Keeps following me here
Keeps following me there
These days I can't go no where
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