Lyrics:
thought you was a friend, word
Oh man, can't believe that
Oh, how you do that to me?
I wouldn't leave like this
I can't do it by myself
(?) ah
Are
thought you was a friend, word
Oh man, can't believe that
Oh, how you do that to me?
I wouldn't leave like this
I can't do it by myself
(?) ah
Are
the motherfuckin fool
Me you can go toe to toe, no maybe
I'm knockin niggaz out tha box, daily
Yo weekly, monthly and yearly
Until them dumb motherfuckers see
thought that it was funny
But who's the dummy, 'cause, now you done lost the hustler
A down-ass brother done been replaced by a buster
And though I got
"This sure is. I got data on crazy shit for round the corner you know
The homeboys and the brothers be slangin' this shit
But anyway, (everybody must
me to lose
I can't make this up 'bout how I came through shinin'
Yeah, you knowin' how I do
Actin' crazy in this bitch like I belong on the news
there by your side
Red lips, blue eyes and little white lies
Oh darlin' the things you put me through
But your little white lies are gonna catch up
the food outta mi plate
You old pirate
Chorus:
Haters and fools, treating me cruel
Putting me down, don't want them around
Sons acting crazy, for
I'm in the car right now, I'm doing ninety on the freeway
Hey Slim, I drank a fifth of vodka
You dare me to drive?
You know the song by Phil Collins,
heart is gonna save me
Faith is such a waste - ain't it?
If you knew space, time won't
Wait - by all means, take it
Idiot believer - good name for me
You can play the game and you can act out the part
Though you know it wasn't written for you
But tell me, how can you stand there with your broken
Hit-Boy
Yeah
Me and her is cool but she hung with dude's girl
And dude is cool but he live how fools live when tools spit
He's in the middle
put my nikes on the coffee table
Her brother came in he's into gangbangin'
Cause he walked up and said "what set you claimin"
I don't bang I write
careful, that chick belongs to Smokey Joe"
'Till from behind the counter, I saw a man
A chef hat on his head and a knife in his hand
He grabbed me by
just call me the music whore
Women love the voice, brothers dig the lyrics
Quest the people's choice, we thrive it for the spirit
If you can't hear
from behind the counter, I saw a man
A chef hat on his head and a knife in his hand
He grabbed me by the collar and began to shout
"You'd better eat
I put my nikes on the coffee table
Her brother came in he's into gangbangin'
Cause he walked up and said "what set you claimin"
I don't bang I
I put my nikes on the coffee table
Her brother came in he's into gangbangin'
Cause he walked up and said "what set you claimin"
I don't bang I
brother
Demons in the skin of man
Your wicked life, according to plan
Woah, you don't fool me
Kings and Queens in their concert hall
As you stand on by
and ask why ours be better
Could be the iron mask or the Cosby sweater
Yes, you, who's screwed by the dude on the CD, nude (we need food!)
the shades, I see right through it
You ain't stand up on your word, then you's a fool
They're not, chea, they're not, chea, they're not bool
I be wanna see
Gettin', his little dick sucked by the, clucks
And will he do dirt? Fool oh please
Little locs are harder then the O-G's
You fall to the ground and beg
make 'em, you show me bacon I'm take 'em
So don't you ever tempt me
I'm a fool for mine nigga and my pockets stay empty
To my brothers in the barrio
fool's who
Said we wouldn't be major
Player hatin' up and down
Not knowing there was Bounty 'ru's
All around i know you fool's can't stand me
As I bail
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