Lyrics:
roof
Even once had a job pouring tar up on a roof
That boy had it hard no facade its the truth
So now when I Menage and get massaged its the proof
Proofs
Gotta flip them bricks, it be gone so fast (let's go)
I got to do something, I done blown my last
Dollar holler at your boy on the ave (uh)
And that
Gotta flip them bricks, it be gone so fast (let's go)
I got to do something, I done blown my last
Dollar holler at your boy on the ave (uh)
And that
She was moving mountains for me and I couldn't even speak the truth
That's still real hard to chew
Convinced myself that I didn't choose
Boy what a fool
beats and you been eatin em from me
Its like im sellin to a fiend out on the backstreet
Overcoming these obstacles aint no easy feat
I didnt say its
my flow Is not complete boy
I just heard your album homie keep it unreleased boy
Mmm
Yeah yeah
Saw the oops made em retreat boy
I can't say to much I
z
I guess by now you can tell you miss me
The baddest motherfucker in rap history
One to the temple put you out your misery
That's not an album
the books
Its not promoted but its in stores so you kno' what I'm sayin' go get it
Project pat
Comin' up right after this the new frayser boy album
nigga?
By the end of the record I will have ended you niggas
These niggas hate to see him playing off the script that he wrote
They be like "Why he call
or die my boy, gon head and take the oath
Right hand to the Bible, that I won't tell a soul
Cause if we get caught doing this, mane we going up the road
My
Midget Wanna hold to the 1st
Ima add interest
Yea ima go getter
Yeah yeah
You could Hit Dubb
Yea Ask if I'm Solid
Hit my boy Cliff
Yea ask if I'm Solid
dreams by oceans and by rivers
Like two running streams that never can touch
And the pupils in your eyes are not as big as they used to be
Oh I never
dreams by oceans and by rivers
Like two running streams that never can touch
And the pupils in your eyes are not as big as they used to be
Oh I never
clip
Who you know could fly by '05 then '06
When they see that new V the dope boys go crazy
Yeah, You know I still fuck with State P
Still fuck with
got me heated
So won't you wet my whistle, boy you drive me crazy
And I can't get enough
[Verse 1]
(It's him) With the B-to the Double O-M
You can feel
on building
Them boys just won't let go
Her house big like '90s clothes
Shit got an echo, echo
And I'm spacey, Kevin
Are we racing to heaven?
And I'm crazy,
with my day ones
All the fakes to the left
And real to the right
Got these little boys mugging hope they know that I can fight
Girls get chills when I
always fun
When it comes to nuts, I bust'em one by one
So what's the 4-1-1 hun
CHORUS
[Mary J. Blige]
Yeah nigga, what makes you better than the next
separatism of an all-boys school
I couldn't relate to girls, there were different rules
I just wanted to kiss girls, put my hand up their dress
They did right
Thing 4 U
Hook:
I’m not a Backstreet Boy or Nsync, I’m not a Jonas Brother but I can sing,
and Girl, I gotta Thing For You.
Beyoncé, Britney,
spazzin' on my album, got me feelin' like what's next
Supercharged in V8 mode and slap it in the C8 Vette
Poppin' out outside because I know my brodie keep
'd marry
You've been running round in my brain
I think you like to drive me insane
Making out in my truck by the lake
I ain't been the same since the day
of Somalia
Which I escaped as a boy
My audience is in America
So my songs should reflect the land where
I have chosen to live and work
They have a point
Posse
And then they signed the Backstreet Boys and Britney
It's a pop label, what the fuck they want with me?
Forget R. Kelly, I'ma do that rippin' out
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