Lyrics:
your heads up your asses faster than a rabbit gets fucked
Bounce, bounce, bounce, Jay-Z huh?
Yeah, yeah, yeah, Roc-A-Fella y'all, ha ha
Bounce,
I threw the clips in the Mac
Start lettin' off frustration
It's better than incarceration any day
We gonn' die anyway
So if I go out blastin', call it
Once I was happy but now I'm forlorn
Like an old coat that is tattered and torn
Left in this wide world to weep and to mourn
Betrayed by a maid
any better I'm just down, down here
Yeah, the breeze and the waves and the sand ain't doin' it for me
And this drink in my hand ain't doin' shit for
Well they said you are as good as you look but that
Would be impossible
For you look even better than the face of god on a sunny day
You look good
'n' get it, go 'n' get it, go 'n' get it
I'm out here chasin' cream
Go 'n' get it, go 'n' get it, go 'n' get it
Need it by any means
Uh, money the rule
pissed
Held his hands up to his lips
Took him to the ER
Not to be deterred
Andrew, that is
What do you expect from this kid?
Could it get any better than
a record company, givin out advancements
Get my money back, by any circumstances
My million dollar spot, not to mention
Drive through service, Church's
you're not going
To get any further than your mama's house
Before you turn around and come running back
I know this and you know that
You're just mad
better than this, in heaven
So right before I sleep, dear God, what I'm asking
Remember this face, save me a place, in thug's mansion
Every corner,
and over and all over again,
It seeks pleasure
Leaves me in splits, this house of mine.. Doesn’t know any better..
Neither do you.. Yet you left me in
she's half drowned
Any weather take my sweater, promise I will make you feel better
You're my princess don't upset her
You don't want me to get mad
When I
move in
It's comfortable here and I like it, I got my own room and everything
It don't get better than this!
You say you wanna own your life, then
great
Up there with any of them
I just need a break
I'm a genius, really, I'm excellent
Better than them, I kick their asses
All of them, even that
realer than a new fifty dollar bill.
Am I gonna live till next week?
Will I get shot by a dope fiend,
Tryin to get high, tryin to steal my ring
I really can't say, cause I don't know
any more than you do
But I was wandering
I don't want to think about it any more than you do
Are you listening?
My mind's wandering.
Is there a place
any more than you do
But I was wandering
I don't want to think about it any more than you do
Are you listening?
My mind's wandering.
Is there a place
how to blow this weed, how to toke it up, take a smoke with us
Ya'll want to get a hold of me, if you let me of, we know how to press no
Get fucked
faker than anime
Me I never hate, get cake like Anna Mae, woah
Eat the cake bitch, eat the damn cake
Fuck good nigga we demand great
Order Dominoes
the wall you better stand tight
Full of X, AK's, whilin' in lobbys, bulletproof PJ's
Fuck around and get spunned like the DJ
Csi traumatized by viewing
not something you wanna miss
Cause it doesn’t get better than this
Here we are, seven months flew right by
Lost track of time cause you gave me
on the better side
I'm from the Bed Stuy, where the homicide rate is getting pretty high
If money my religion, truth is better than my jeans
Probably spot
time
That this tie was severed
Hope that you're happy
Beyond all measure
I'll say goodbye
Hope you feel better
Doesn't really matter
Doesn't really
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