Lyrics:
me
So young and so naïve, I thought it would be easy
Now I know I got to take
Control, now I've got a lot
Control, to get what I want
Control,
You feel me Northside? 65th Street
Free Pac Slimm, free Geno
Free B. Skrap, free Rio (up)
Free Young, Young Fade gon' be out by the time this drop
with the heat, they call me Chris Bosh
Angry 'cause niggas see me leavin' they bitch block
Shout my nigga Web, shout my nigga Luger
Free my nigga
thugs (let a nigga run the streets, boo)
I'll be waitin' for you (page me, hahaha)
Until you get through (I'll call you back)
I'll be waitin' (just let
Day we arrived we jumped the broom
Me and my man in that dusty room
Side by side, can't see to can't see
'Til one week later they took him from me
wid di gang den you nah get nutt'n (London)
Ratty and Barbie call me fi di threesome (hello?)
Her pussy wet, me just gi' her di sweet toungue
Fuck
about you, feelin' so free
Been jumpin' through hoops to get under you, but now I'm cool
Baby, you don't gotta, you don't gotta worry, worry 'bout me
And I've found true happiness
'Cause I'm getting richer, day by day
You can find me in the phone book
Just call my toll free number
You can do it any way
And when I gotcha, you riding with me
You keep asking, "When do you have time for me?"
I'm never free always on the move, bidness oriented
Lifestyle
Dem-dem-dem-dem-free-dem-dem-free-dem-free-free-free-dem
I'm so tangy, people call me Mathangi
Goddess of word, bitches I'mma keep it banging
Truth is like a rotten tooth, you gotta spit it out!
Let
Cause I love the way she choked on my johnson
Suck this dick like you do a slurpee and the sounds you make make me more horny
So swallow this nut cause
And call me by my new name
(What is that?) featuring Lil Wayne
It seems like everybody, everybody, everybody
Everybody forgotten about me
Will I ever,
the Dr King hanging on your wall
Only difference is Chuck might give you that call
To march on Friday, yeah, it's kind of frightening
Let me move so I
to go to Starlets to see K Benji, uh
Now I got YellowDol on me (me)
You can't get this style for free
Look at me, uh, bad bitch on me
Yeah, my bitch
me a rock star, girls call me cock star
Billboard, pop star, neighborhood block star
Chi-Town go-getting pimps, we mobsters
Gingerbread Man even
her side
Hey there, ladies, Johnson´s free
Who's got the law, who's got the love to keep a man like me
wohowow, when I'm dead and gone
I'm
The doo doo chasers
Friends of roto-rooter
Bringing you music to get your shit together by
The man in the tidy bowl of your brain
(What was that long
of me
Depression, gotta break free
Depression's got a hold of me
Depression's gonna kill me
I ain't got no friends to call my own
I just sit here
Chevy (haa)
Call me Bumpy Johnson, I got hit up and kept on steppin' (uh)
Lucky Luciano where I'm from, I make shit happen (it's Dolph)
Pull up foreign
Yeah
Clear enough for ya? Yeah right
Yeah
Why niggas look mad?
Y'all supposed to be happy I'm free
Y'all niggas look like y'all wanted me
Aftermath, gettin' money
West Coast get ya ass up
You know what this is
Crusin' down the street
Watchin' biatches roll by pimpin'
You, that's all I
gets rocky along the way
But if it gets too smooth it's time to call it a day
(On the road)
Jimi Hendrix, The Who, the Led Zeppelin and Free
(The
obvious you don't know what you're doing
With me
How you do me wrong and call my name? My name
Too late for you, babe
I don't think I can let you in
the shower
Mae Jean run back home with me
Back to where the air is clean and free
May Jean run back home with me
If this city doesn't get us first it's
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