Lyrics:
'til awesome have a child for me
Got homies who ain't comin' home 'til the cows coming
Niggas with power, they tryna press our power buttons
Now baby
One time, run around,
Don't look and for me to go your way
You left me here with out anything to love
I'll tell you
I've had enough of your
(let me warm it up for ya)
[Jay-Z]
Who better to usher you back through the gutter
Than America's number one hustler (Sean Carter)
Don't call it
Or he'll get left in the Mississippi sand
Then me and old Carl we caught him right down by the store
We choked him just a little bit and held him
Get your ass off the wall with your two left feet
It's real easy, just follow the beat
Don't let that fine girl pass you by
Look real close 'cause
fucker so they call me John Coffee
See a flock of women i'mma
Run through 'em softly
Don't know what you doing get
Your dirty mouth of me
I want a girl
riding range
Or Ferrari top down, screaming, "Money ain't a thang!"
Tell me when I change, girl, but only when I change
Cause I live this shit for real,
Jenny was the girl that I once called my own
Then came the day my Jenny left me all alone
She died neath the wheels of a midnight train
Trying
Eric fought me, made me tougher
Love you for that my nigga no matter what bro
Marcy raised me, and whether right or wrong
Streets gave me all I write
the nights began to haunt me by the men that I left dead
Couldn't stand it any longer with this life that I'd begun
So I said good-bye to Jeannie and became
Newports cause I'm due in court
For an assault that I caught in Bridgeport, New York
Catch me if you can like the Gingerbread Man
You better have your gat
the cinnamon
While you read me poetry by dead men
I wanted to be your girl with your hands on my skin
Stirring in the cinnamon
While you read me poetry by
I've been here for fifteen years
I'm bored to tears, there's nothing left to do
This town is heaven sent but better when
I'm face down under you
The effects will undoubtedly be felt worldwide
Aiyyo, stand forward, 'fore you take notice
Or witness to me killin' the track
Testify 'til me spillin'
a thousand ships
Then where am I to go
There's no one home but you
You're all that's left me too
And when my love for life is running dry
You
little nasty girl
I love ma little nasty girl
All the ladies if you hear me
Grab your titties for B.I.G
I love ma little nasty girl
All ma women from
gonna get it, get it, get it
Girl I represent the Nappy Boy Clique
So I know that you heard (ohh, oh-oh), say word
(Nappy Boy)
Now let me see that
give the more you get (that's real talk)
Yeah, yeah (let me warm it up for ya)
Who better to usher you back through the gutter
Than America's number
'Cause darlin' I don't want to fade away
You say it's not easy for you
And that you've been so lonely
While other girls go out doing what they want
Escorted by this wealthy widow into her lounge and left alone
Her maid announced that she was waiting for him to come and rendezvous
Where he bestowed a long
and spice and everything nice wasn't made for only girls
GI Joe in panty hose is making room for the one and only
King for a day, princess by dawn
King for
And that's the only way we getting down, nigga
Cash Money, C-M-B, man
You already know, we here, never left, fuck 'em
See me if you got a problem, boy
I'm
Sittin' by the windows all alone
Tryin' to understand just what went wrong
The girl I love has gone away
But the reason why she left, she didn't
Donna, where can you be?
Where can you be?
Now that you're gone
I'm left all alone
All by myself
To wander and roam
'Cause I love my girl
Donna,
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