Guess what baby The things we said Came true today cause we listened to your hearts No one but you Will ever do Our search is through but our journey
Ace High in Golden, I was tall & on the rocks Ass a little touch of attitude Whose that Madam X Comin' in at 3 o'clock? Why don't you send her over one
You don't know what you've got 'Till the love is almost gone This time.. She's giving up Still in a state of shock I should have seen it coming on It
Your secret is safe I'll keep it on the inside Cover you play Makin' up a white lie I can't complain She's finally off of my back I shoulda known better
What it gonna be babe Shivers down your spine Swim onto your island Is your treasure mine? Send me out an answer Tell me something real What's it gonna
Ghost you wrong bustin' in here on the government shit Got this chick screamin', grabbin the sheets, tryin' to cover her tits She's asthmatic and you laughin' son I bump
her it's over (it's over) Kicked her out my chromed out Rover I squeeze gats outta 'sonovas, Cease takin' over (uh huh) From here to North Dakota, speed bump
start doin you You got to do something else Ya know what I'm saying Do bigger better things Switch lanes with big and better rings on niggaz Big nigga
Bustin' in here on the government shit Got this chick screamin' grabbin the sheets tryin' to cover her tits She's asthmatic and you laughin' son I bump
: Ferris wheels and bumper cars are fun But those rides just aren't for everyone Bought my ticket I'ma have a run In the maze (WHOOOO!) If I don't come
[Big L:] Yo, here's another smooth song to get your groove on Violate or try to fake jacks and you'll get moved on Peace to all my niggas with the thousand
in your brain Rhymes are refined like a diamond chain Some of y'all ain't even worth a pound of grain I stay twenty steps ahead in my lane That's twenty
' in here on the government shit Got this chick screamin' grabbin the sheets tryin' to cover her tits She's asthmatic and you laughin' son I bump my toe
(feat. Busta Rhymes, G-Dep, Mr. Bristal) [Lil' Cease] Uh, yeah All my BK niggas, uh All my niggas on the corner Pull your macks out All my jail niggas
Shepperd Lane for life And, uh, John Doe, Amg, Hi-C mista Quik Suga Free, G-one, Let me break they back dog [Mausberg] Open up the door for Mr. Mausberg
or platinum, a G look splendid. Whatever happened to the paper, did you spend it? Investments'll turn your bread around, And baby, he knows what goes up must come down. Big
in here on the government shit Got this chick screamin' grabbin the sheets tryin' to cover her tits She's asthmatic and you laughin' son I bump my toe