I'm on the phone, who is this? Frank, listen turn the music down Hold on, didn't I tell you not to talk to me I'm on the phone! You know when I'm on
the TV on and caught the news Then I put my hand on my head 'cause I'm so confused And then I turned the TV down (TV down) 'Cause I thought I heard a
anymore I?m off the floor I?m standing here waiting for you that?s all I?m
I'm not lovin' you the way I wanted to Where I wanna go, I don't need you I've been down this road, too many times before I'm not lovin' you the way I
Ricky Bobby I'm at the W but I can't meet you in the lobby Girl, I gotta watch my back 'cause I'm not just anybody I seen 'em stand in line just to
jump in jail Too low to dig I might just touch Hell Hot Get a life, now they on sale Then I might cast you a spell Look at what came in the mail A scale
off and try again, try again I?m in to you You into me But I can?t let it go So easily Not till I see Whether this could be Could be eternity Or just
I'm so sick of you I'm so sick of you I'm so sick of you I'm so sick of you You make me sick I'm so sick of you, now....
ten, I wanna get in Can I get down so I can win I like the way you work it No diggity, I got to bag it up I like the way you work it No diggity, I got
a perfect ten, I wanna get in Can I get down, so I can win 1-I like the way you work it No diggity, I try to bag it up, bag it up (repeat 1, 1,
inhabit my heart 4. Home © Vigoda 1993 I am holding something precious It is mine, but not my own When I'm lonely I hold it gently And I know I'm not
I dropped five guards in the name of the Lord I say Now how many times will I have to slay today? Will I raise my guage? Oh God How will I teach ya,
in some robberies and walkbys And you don't want that, neither do I But I will, I will 'cause I'm a hustler, hustler High 'til I die, I'm gon' get mine
) [Krayzie] Now, I'm ah nigga ta keep ta myself, and don't fuck wit' nobody I'm quiet, I'm thuggin'. Why are y'all so fast? Ain't time ta take ta
your shit Fresh out the pen and I'm low on ends, fuck calm I tried to stay thug, got flowin' skills but nigga They bitches, now I just can't buy my
happenin' I'm a victim just 'cuz I'm rappin' Stackin' my cheese that I'm always packin' Niggas with nothin' to lose be cappin' And I really don't blame