Lyrics:
trouble (and I heard)
He ain't nothin' but a pimp
He's done a lot of chicks
He's always in the club (and they say)
He think he slick
He's got a lot
by (to get by)
You're all (you're all)
I need (all I need)
To get by (yeah, ay)
Check it out
Shorty I'm there for you anytime you need me
For
you sink a battleship
I'm confused by your list, who are you's to convince
All the mules that I sent? What I miss?
I been gettin' at these coins
And go pour it up, but you know what's up
And you know that ain't gone solve nothin'
I mean Lord forbid I might fall or somethin'
And I'm all or nothin
missin' nothin' holmes
Hey, just now the club on hold and the broads on pause
You get home, it's gonna be waitin' on y'all
So dog, just know, for real
[ODB]
Man man, look up at the sky
All the stars man, the stars is beautiful tonight
Look at em!
[Chorus: Mya]
Ghetto superstar, that is what
You're all (lie together, cry together)
I need (I swear to God I hope we fuckin' die together)
To get by
You're all (lie together, cry together)
the old days
When a young man was a strong man
All the people, they'd step back
When a young man walked by
But you know, nowadays
It's the old man
the old days
When a young man was a strong man
All the people, they'd step back
When a young man walked by
But you know, nowadays
It's the old man
ain't nothin' like you, you, you, or you
Uh
Like my hunnids blue (blue)
Bad bitches, yeah, I keep 'em by the two
It's a big difference between me
The greatest glory in living is rising everytime we fall
So i keep that tunnel vision focus by default
It's all apart nature we all focused on that
niggas did me slime
Now I leveled up
Hershey looking like a dime
All these shooked
Got them walking by
Bust them niggas heads
Now they all surprised
Got
' on
Fifty-seven channels and nothin' on
Fifty-seven channels and nothin' on
We might'a made some friends with some billionaires
We might'a got all nice
pay like you weigh
You could come by, shit you can't say
That my girl Mya sing what I can't even say, c'mon
'Cause ain't nothing going on but
Which one is comin with me?
I'm fresh, I'm fly, bad bitch in my ride
Got a different industry chick all in my mind
I'm calm, I'm hood, ev'rything all
You're all (lie together, cry together)
I need (I swear to God I hope we fuckin' die together)
To get by
You're all (lie together, cry together)
I make a name for myself in different ways
All the while
You will see my songs of praise
How can I concentrate when, all the while
My head throws me
people gettin lye my niggas is gettin' by
If you can't see we bitches ya jags, we foward ya last
We Diamonds ya glass, we get pussy why'all ass. Give me
a thug, plus a player by blood,
But we can lay in the tub, play with the bubbles while I'm rubbing ya butt,
Hugging you tight, like I'm cuffing the mic,
[Chorus: Jazze Pha]
Nothin' in the world make a nigga feel better
Than when you're suckin' my dick
(Lick it right there, suck it real good
lick it
tail
Sweep my mess away
Leave my body, leave my bones
Leave me whole and leave my soul
Leave me nothin' I don't need at all
Nothin' I don't need
Certified by the block
Gold 54 riding all chrome, big block
And the paint so wet I'm in need of a mop
Black and yellow Chevy and it's
Looking like a bumblebee
I give drugs to the thugs price-free
Handed down the game by that nigga Ice-T
No doubt players like me
Recognize the great King Tee, about twenty
"Dateline" are the best exposure
Now you're still, on the news and everybody knows ya
Yeah, yeah
By, my, side
To all the niggas tryin' to get me it's, by
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