Lyrics:
Uh, tell me what your crib worth
I hear you talkin' war, but have you lived first?
I'm just here to keep it real, not make you feel worse
May be
By the grace of my God
Ima be a new me
Talk is cheap
I don't need your compliments or your flattery
Treat women disgusting
but you frontin' and callin'
the secret, she said, just give them time
You could never be better
I mean, like better rhymes
Better bars, better cribs, better cars
Better shows, a better
you better go on
Hey boy I got so many ways
Ways to get paid
Twenty four hours
Money to be made
I started off with nothing
Now I'm platinum
What did you care?
etc. etc.
*
Anything and everything can be so easily institutionalised,
A poor parody of itself. Itself contained by itself.
people are no better now
Well, you try to be good, bad or combined
Give your money all to women, won't even help the blind
But that's alright, well,
pitch on how i'm about to be rich
yah
Blanco head Honcho
Recent swimming
Moving up pronto
Achivement given
Deepen the convo
Decent women
Sweden Toronto
grow up fast
Anything you want, it can be done, how?
How did you go bad?
Did you go bad? Did you go bad?
Some things will never wash away
Did you go
(The best)
I say whatever Im talking about from my chest
Got to get that shit off (Yea)
I use to be bothered by the barking now Im a big dog (Roooof)
So
mad
Please don't be mad, uplifting all black women on this track
Leave him girl if he love you he come back
Baby just focus on getting that bag
Sitting
right after that
Yes, women you looking so very beautiful here today
Some of you with the same thing on from the club last night
The Lord give'th
And you know that's how I'm coming bitch!
Freak ho's groove to it
Step! Better move stupid
Bad bitches twerk to it
And sophisticated women
They support
Let's empower women and let em know
Having money brings you problems
I'd assume I'm better broke
This might be the realest shit ever wrote
Talking bout
C-gutta, Roc-A-Fella, 400s and better (uh, uh)
Lil' Cease push threes with five in his eyes
Knocking "Not Gon' Cry" by Mary Blige
I die for my niggas
C-gutta, Roc-A-Fella, 400s and better (uh, uh)
Lil' Cease push threes with five in his eyes
Knocking "Not Gon' Cry" by Mary Blige
I die for my niggas
& only then the world would be a better place
Then & only then can peace and prosperity
Then & only then be our daily testimony
The blood of babies
Sippin'
Gettin'
Drunk!
Digging
Women
Gettin'
Uck!
Gettin'
Money
Cant be
Bruk
Turning up on the weekend
Spending money like I'm puff
Billin
Sippin'
Gettin'
To the women all around the world
Work it girl
Work
To the women all around the world
Work it girl
Work
Hey Sasha
I love it when you sashay
You get
are you ticklish?
Eat my like a liquorice, or better yet your favorite dish
You think I'm home by myself, hater remember this
I got five sexy women
we are fragile and would be damaged by
An encounter with the thing we dread
The active variety is something most
Of us have experienced at
Some point
The love of a women is a wonderful thing (oh yeah),
Yeah, the way you treat 'em is a crying shame (oh yeah),
I tell you, fella, yeah, it won't be long (oh
The strength of women
Is the sustenance of the world that we live in
We were raised only by them
No fathers around, not a male figure for guidance.
Men would lay
be wise, when time to dip between the thies,
all eyes on the price, so I think you better recognize.
Dre: (Sam)
Once again it's the man with
like how these women act I don't say b***h 'cause that's disrespect
But please b***h stop acting like a b***h 'cause if you was really nice man I could
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