Lyrics:
to say you're a ho
(But I ain't got nothing)
But, bitch, I'm doin' bad and I'm broke
(Bitch, I ain't got nothing)
I'm on the grind ho, I'm on the grind ho
with a wife
But for my misfortune, sure I was mistaken
She's proved both a curse and a plague on my life
Hi-ho, hi-ho, my laddie lie aisy
For
him know)
infinity to infinity (You ain't a bitch or a ho)
I hit the bottom, there ain't nowhere else to go but up
Bad days
E-V-I-L E and Ice-T are on a jack move
Layin down the dope groove, smokin those who disapprove
Wreckin the deck, you'll regret if you cross punk
out my heat first, he pull out his heat last
Now who the fuck you think is livin' to this day?
I'm tryin' to tell these young niggas crime don't pay
threw it on the floor
Here u deserve this doe now jump
On stage and work the pole
Face down ass up ho hands on those
Now pop that couchie you know
you hoes
But see, it ain't no fun, if my homies can't get a taste of it
'Cause you know I don't love 'em
Woo! Hey, now ya know, inhale, exhale with
would come up 'cause I stay down
It ain't my birthday but I still bring the cake 'round (it's Gucci)
You see me stuntin', I know that it hurt you
I
What? Fuckin' up yo' shit? You must be bleedin' and some more shit
Bitch, I don't know shit, fuck yo' feelings
You on some ho shit
See, I don't know
ride
Radio rocking, hottest jam
Feel the rhythm, pump up the sound
Feeling so good
Don't you know, I'm just grooving to the beat
Grooving, yeah,
you'll see
Introducing, Jadakiss and Styles P, where you at?
[The L.O.X.]
Yo, yo, yo, yo, yo
You know we still in the hood dog, in front of the store
bring one of my baddest stallions man
You do the same aight?
You know how we play baby, listen
I'm at a car wash right now
But I'ma hit you as soon
to join you but no they wouldn't undress
Oh there, that wetness, splashed their skin
So they prayed for a whirlpool to pull you in
Ya ho
Ya ho
Ya ho
So
was gettin' the broads that like "who the hell is that"
I was dealing sacks, you looking at niggas that drove to hell and back.
Charismatic I was
whether it's movin' snow or movin' 'dro
That's between me and you, I can get it for the low
But that's nuttin, everybody say they gotta story
Mine
know who you are
But you look like a star
And everybody here be thinkin'
Who's that boy?
Wanna take you home
And get you all alone
And everybody here is
(hey hey hey heyhey yeahyeah)
We all know who we are (alright)
Who we are
Who we are (who we)
You know and I know
And the crisis that we live in
outside my door
The same ol’ Christmas trick, my dad had played since I was four
He stands outside my bedroom yelling, "Ho ho ho", because
He knows I don’t
but we brave like Atlanta
Gangsta, if you n'ave no sense, you nah go make no dollar
And if you can't be a leader, careful who you follow
Who knows
ain't fair but I don't care
I'm a motherfucking Cash Money Millionaire, yeah
Who you think you fucking with (bitch)
Who you think you fucking with
uhh
You can be the shit, flash the fattest five (that's right)
Have the biggest dick, but when your shell get hit
You ain't worth spit, just a memory
Why? What's up?
Ayy, did, did, did what's-your-name them get at you yesterday?
Who?
Deez nuts
Aw, shut up, nigga
But I wanna ask you one question
to ride
You don't want nothin', don't need no one by your side
You're walkin' tough baby, but you're walkin' blind
To the ties that bind
The ties that
black hair
But this girl was ugly
I mean her body was through
But after four drinks or more
She looked like Paula Abdul
You know what baby? You
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