Lyrics:
Show you a whole another me aye
Black out my lungs smoke out my tongue
Cats are not bigger than me aye
Yves Saint Laurent that shit I want slugging on my
love.
Stop making careless choices
Stop making foolish mistakes and making' bad decisions.
Written by: Ernest W. Coleman Sr.
& Terrence Antonio
man has had enough? (they have)
But truss me, the beef don't stop
So we're out 'ere tryna put another in the box
So I'll beat up Jimmy before he turn
questioned when we're indebted w/the souls we've been in the presence with
Cuz they were damaged by this rhetoric
This we gotta do better than
Its the only way
to face with hisself
Will I live to see my little one grow to be a G
Like his daddy W from the dub S see (look at that)
I keep the guts to keep
bumpin' the 15, night time got parlay, plucka
Plucka, in the mix now ya cocksucka,
I never leave it alone home, I love a big baked roll, in your
Face freak
way too hard to be patient
It ain't rly workin out for me baby
Most nights I be up tryna find a reason why I'm still in love w you baby
You must have
countin double like I'm cross eyed
I think they selfish cause they all eyes
This ain't a hobby or a part time
I grab my nuts when I talk mine
Love songs
long to start over with another
I know that you hear me
Just tell me you hear me
[Chorus-w/ Ad-libs (D. Woods)]
[Outro Ad Libs]
yeah
If it's a L I'ma turn it to a W
How you out searchin' for some love
When I'm in front of you? (Fuck)
Swear to god I don't get it
How the fuck I
N.W.A said 'fuck the police' and I say fuck fear
So many beaches, let me go deep
Fishing for refrigerators, ain't chancing animals, please
Some as pure
cool
Bitches on dick hella loving the crew
Everyday I win call me W
These niggas hate these bitches love lulu
Fuck you!
I'm the man little do they know
get my dreams custom made like Prada
Maybe one or two shows out up in Ghana
Knew it was coming but this shit took me by surprise
Boy don dey hustle
to the moon
To the top right hand corner of
the ceiling in my room
Where w'll stay until the sun shines
Another day to swing on clothe's lines
May I be
in the game, I know my x and o's
Shawty, she so loyal, roll my vegetables
Feel like Snoop and Nate
This another episode
Met her in Atlanta, yeah that W
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