Lyrics:
getting scary for y'all niggaz now) what's good
There go the apple of my eye, my black butterfly
Don't try to pass me by, like you do them other guys
to the local disco
Where'd you go, not to that ran down pub
Hell no, I was coolin at a club
It was Spanish night, so I was drinkin Molta
Doing a little tango,
Louis, LA, doesn't matter, cause they're all the same
When you're on the road
Hotel lobbies, hotel bars, doesn't matter where we, no
All I know, is I'm all
My so called friends
Where are they now
I guess a love that bends
Isn't worth much any how
They come and go
And talk their shit
And when I really
the hell did I do?
Hey just shut the fuck up black bitch
Wait a minute, you ain't gotta be pullin' me by my motherfuckin hair!
Let go of my motherfuckin
poppin, Cash!
Check, un, un, yeah
She want that Louis, Louis, that Prada, Prada,
When it comes to jewelry, you know she got a lotta
She want that
No time for asking
No going back to get hurt
I take a little from the mixture
Try to fit it into the picture
Got a place where you're standing
Dig
Cops got, guns!
They givin' out life like by the tons
Run! If you ain't do shit, you it
That next felony, nigga, it's like three zip
So, run! Hop
popping
Remember the baby name's we were rockin
Had that early
Since the last time I saw you No rest, Work, No stopping
Ready to drop my album when's yours
heart cold with such a pretty face
Now all those long nights were just a waste
Where did you go when my momma left
I swear you stuck around just for
on Worldstar, plus I'm Worldstar
You might have seen me once before
In ya girl car
Drumma Boy the name, but I go by D-Boy
Fresh nigga never known to miss a beat
only passing by
I'm only passing by
Ooh
Did you dream of me last night? Because I dreamed of you
You knew the night, you knew the sea, you knew
Something to go by, to let these niggas know I
Don't believe in letting shit slide, nigga gonna die
Best friends since high school seniors
Where the homeboys
I hope you're keeping some kind of record
Yes, and Jane came by with a lock of your hair
She said that you gave it to her
That night that you
great and God was true
And he tried to show you how to be like you,
But you still didn't get where you wanted to go
When you gathered in a group and got
right
Go and get you some, go and show 'em something, this a new thang
Yeah, I let my nuts hang (yeah)
Knock your top off with LeBron or Dwyane Wade
we know, wheres we go
That we goes,
We do time in parole (rol)
Now I'm back on the black at night shift
Stack on the block I'm cockin' it
Back in
Unit back in the days, kid (I know that son, I know that)
You know that (you know I know that)
Know what I'm sayin'? (Know what I'm sayin'?)
I miss
will go get the new foreign
Only for you I will go buy a Patek
Only for you I will put you in Gucci and Louis
And ice at your wrist and your neck
And we all want (do I look happy to you, do I look happy?)
When we done something, it's a movie
Probably get a job back at Louis
Probably got a nine,
That's why we go to thug mansion
That's the only place where thugs get in free and you gotta be a G
... at thug mansion
[Verse One: 2Pac]
A place to spend
smile
Ouu Uhh Ohh
Roll one up this quarter mile
Ouu Uhh Ohh
We were talking last week
I wish that you stayed a while
We was in the back seat
I don't wanna
need to roll (roll)
girl i gotta place where we can go (go)
i'm likin what you jus started ?
lemme hit this last sip of petron (ooh yeaa, my baby)
then
Where did you go drinking last night
Were you alone were you alright
I could have called you by your name
Would things have changed or stayed
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