Lyrics:
Fabolous, Jagged Edge
Don't be fooled
I'd rather have you ma'
Than everything
I'd give it all, just for you, yeah
You're the one baby girl
tryna bust it for the dollars?
Who tryna freak, bring their home-girl and run it?
She my spicy lil' mama (ooh-yeah), she let me bust her piñata
a capricorn/ we mix well/ i take me out like it show and tell/ put diamonds on u they cant touch how u shine different/ Aretha Franklin hitting notes girl you
(who's bad?)
You're the baddest in the room, baby (who's bad?)
You're the baddest in the room (who's bad?)
Locked eyes, got me hypnotized by you, baby
And she hate that I'm so busy that I put her in my planner
I remember when I had this white chick named Hannah
Who did everything for me unfortunately now
You know I’m happy for you...I’m just sad for me (Not again)
Cuz I know there’s someone else that’s making you happy (Ha)
But on the real… I pray he
sucked late at night by a fuckin' transvestite
Still on probation for stranglin' my boy Jason
Should be taking my medication, it's 9 to 10 I'm facin'
green
I gotta eat on the go Day
I hope they told you that everything that Soul say don't go a long way, what?
A ho in Chipotle, no
This is food for
gotta love harder
And if it's trust issues don't bother
Ohh, I'm not hanging on no more, haa (Ha)
It's not by force, it's not a ride or die
He who loves
[Too Short:]
I love things about you (it's alright) you got it going on
I'm not in love and this is not a love song, but you've been down for so
dropping hits, you buy it for proof
Cancel your plans, my show is the move
My album has come, it's long overdue
Guitar on my beats, I'm singing my blues
Sing
Man i hate it when I'm in the club
Or out on the streets and
All these cats run up on me
Talkin bout what they doin, and
Who they set the liquor
Girl I see how you're looking at me (oh)
And I must say you're looking sexy (so sexy)
But the truth is my baby has been good to me (been good
the way I push you away, Ya!
Don't judge me tomorrow by the way I'm acting today
Mix the words up with the actions do it all for your reaction Ya!
pinchers trying to stack for ninety-six
Buying another Fleetwood, Diamond took it, so know we's in the mix
I need to take my ass to the crib and drop
to ever even think of such a thing.
But my brother who had always sensed my parent's instilled
insecurities tried his best to encourage me.
For I was born
To sell these girls a dream ha
My boy tax got a family now
But we see each other less
I'm like it can't be now
Where we finally on the verge
That it falls
the history of music
By night, just to pay for that shit, you'd dance
To get your pants was a mission impossible
We were both the same age but I
Suppose
Ah, come get it
Alright
The pretty club girls, they look so fine
But you don't wanna mix your damn desire
If you wanna try then get it
Ah, bitch, come
ever listen to shit I got to say
Everything always has to be your own way
Girl if you don't want me the just say something
And when I'm asking you these
got Münchhausen by proxy
I'm making you sick, don't pretend you can't hear me
You deaf, girl, I said you was foxy
I'll tell a bitch like Bizarre
or even mix it up boy fix it up
Cuz your spirit is broken you played yourself and LBL has spoken
And when I speak all the girls just freak they're sweating'
nigga don't judge me, told the judge the same thang (yeah)
So nigga guess who is up in the club with the four nickel (nickel)
Man, I stay on the point
wanna know)
Remember when I gave everything I got
Couldn't get deep down inside
How you love someone who didn't love me (c'mon)
But now I get if he
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