Down the hall, upstairs from me There's a girl I swear I never seen I hear the ringing of her phone She must live up there all alone She hangs her clothes
with a pen I'll get my victory win, I show it happened again Because I'm back (haha, I'm back) That's right I'm back (cheah) (Chamillitary mayne) [sounds
it's on tonight I got 'em strippin for my tip when I'm in "Harlem Nights" ($5 Tuesdays nigga) Uh, yeah and I got on all this ice (woo) I just came from
Runnin' your mouth, can get you dead, deep down South I don't know where ya been And I don't know what ya seen But I know deep down South It's all about
my nigga Bun B My son in these streets of the N.Y.C. Even if I get caught and the feds come get me (YEAH!!!) (Heart and soul of New York City!!!!) [Chorus: ?) I
wife your b-tch is as hot as ice every time you see me I look like I hit the lotto twice (Drake you got em right) Yeah I got em Bun I love myself because
me tonight [x2] [Bun B] I'm checking on you boo, do what chu do And while dance I'ma glance at this beautiful view I'm keep my hands in my pants, I
't guaranteed, so tonight we gon' do it like this [*singing*] Ohhhh, for the H-Town Tonight I'm gon' make some money goooo For the H-Towwwwwn [Bun B]
cause I think too much, but each decision's the sure kind If I think that I hurt you, you'll be the one with the sore mind I schedule a beat down and
Go DJ Tonight I'm gonna be your favorite DJ [Bun B:] Lights is flashing, cameras filming Soon as we walked up in the building Bopers fainting, haters kneeling I
Down the hall upstairs from me There's a girl I swear I never see I hear the ringing of her phone She must live up there all alone She hangs her clothes
And you won't say shit Cause you a pussy ass nigga, you know You a pussy ass nigga, you know, I step back and I [Verse 3: Bun B] Well I was comin' down
', I'm might let you have it... You think that I'm teasin', but I ain't got no reason; I'm sure that I can please you, but first, I gotta read you...
Pimp C, we keeping it trill down here baby Already, that boy Keke the Don, Mike Jones And Bun B, we gon show you how we do it baby [Bun B] Well I'm an
the fifth wheel I'm out here riskin my life, niggaz shife but I stay Trill I pray so much, I wonder if the Lord love me I think He do, but I'm so caught
, if you don't break your ass bendin I'm way past endin in my series of warnin You flex with me tonight playa you dead by the mornin (Woo!) Bun Beater