I'm a boy and I'm a man I'm eighteen and I don't know what I want Eighteen, I just don't know what I want Eighteen, I've got to get away I gotta get out
country records) I don't wanna hurt no one I just wanna have a little fun So I'm begging you Please man, don't call the police, man I didn't mean to
matter what I do, I simply can't go wrong and I'll make money I don't need this damn song but somebody's gotta do it Now when I walk in a joint, punks
me dirty I'm from the Show-Me State, show me seven I'll show you eight Karats in one bling, heavily starched jeans Representin' St. Louis every time I breathe In the city I
, I'm headed to where my next check waitin' Look here, beat me, I'm old school like LL J beatin' off in your Regal With six eights cross the deck, hittin
eight, you can't wait Niggaz been waitin' on our release date I know how to pick 'em up, stick 'em up Everybody go crazy while I'm fuckin' shit up Who
And Youngstown And Youngstown My sweet Jenny I'm sinkin' down Here darlin' in Youngstown When I die I don't want no part of heaven I would not
and the girls But now I sing, now I sing, oh whoa Because I'm sitting on top of the world, the whole world And now I sing, sing, sing, sing 'Cause I'm
And when they call out your name you pull out fake clout 'Cause you're sauerkraut, you're not really about Nothin', you're bluffin' But I'm callin'
I'll get you in your feelings man It's some s**t outside your house with rims tha size of ceiling fans I'm the pride of King Kong I'm stomping through
me what I'm waitin for) -- I wanna play, I wanna play (Oooh baby, UHHH) -- I wanna play, I wanna play (I need it, I want it) -- I wanna play, I wanna
. Because we do more before 7 A.M. Than most niggers do in their whole lifetime I'm comin' I'm comin' I'm comin' I'm comin' I wanna kill him, 'cause
lookin' at me strange but they lovin' my chain Bang bang, same thang, game came when I left 'em I do it by my lonely now I'm the big homie But I'm his
, "Yeah yeah yeah" Say, "Yeah yeah yeah" Seventeen has turned thirty-five I'm surprised that we're still livin' If we've done any wrong I hope that we
man era Survival and how to live, on ways I get better I'm too deep to peek, rock niggaz to sleep I'm like a four star general, out in the street
grown I agree, I try to be the man I'm 'posed to be But negativity is all you seem to ever see I admit, I've done some dumb shit And I'm probably gon
epps tone -CHORUS- I like a chick that thick off cabbage (I like that) I like chick that can grind on a mattress (I like that) I like a chick with a real big ass, but I
heeding hyper-distillation I've got no room for a lie so verbose I'm looking out over my whole human family and I'm raising my glass in a toast here
