I'll leave it up to you I'll be true to you, Baby But, I won't push I'll leave it up to you leave it up to you, Ohh, yes I will, Uhhh ... It's All
though I'm the shit Is it too late to tell ya'll to suck my dick (Talking) Bitch I do it too late for what I want it I need it If I need it I got it
I strive for it Dis' me, you'll never hear a reply for it Any awards show or party I get fly for it I know that it's comin' I just hope that I'm alive
though But it ain't like I'm telling you Something that you ain't knew though So don't get it twisted like a noodle I'll put one in your noodle And leave
musician I be Got critics giving up the recognition I de-serve Never bring yo' misses By me Ii??m it Ii??m it call me Mr. I.T. If I get one wish I'ma
] Can I roll with you baby? Thata??ll, thata??ll be cool. Maybe with the Mercedes? Thata??ll, thata??ll be cool. With things that drive you crazy? Thata??ll
whistle, one eye closed I'll hit you As if I was Slick Rick my aim is still an issue Lose your soul in whichever palm I'm holdin' One'll leave you frozen
head off and I gots to have me fun Leaving 'em hung, breakin' fakin', you studio gangsta bitch trick Niggas'll get beat, I'm handlin' the shit And I
truth I didn't know myself I found out she had to told me Just to show me just how good I had it I guess I couldn't see it Mild-mannered I just couldn
I am Here I am) (I don't - How much do you make, Sir? Man, what the fuck is you talkin bout how much I make?!) (Fuck you!) Ha-ha-ha.. [ VERSE 2 ] I'm
happenin'? What you want to do nigga? I, I wanna, I wanna smash it (Smash) Back and forth, back and forth Let's do it, what you wanna hear? I wanna
****z f*** over They over sea I kept it reala But bein' real ain't really always what n****z make it to be I never thought we'd make it and I'd have
I told my city I'll be back but for now I'm leaving Tell em I'm leaving Promise I'll be back though, at least once a season Tell em I'ma get it, I'm who
I gotta take a quick pose let me stop I forgot this was a big show and being dope made you broke I aint piss poor I'm big poppa plus I'm 2pacalypto my
everybody leave your man tonight I swear you'll be glad that I turned you on everybody leave your man tonight and when i'm done you can tell where she
Nike I'm like dumb nigga I'm tryna buy it I need percentages I don't care who the hottest Lil' nigga I think BIG like Christopher Wallace And I (and I
cause its all that I feel Mothaf-ckas say they real, but they really aint for real I'll show you who's real, when you broke aint a thrill Got bills waiting
same I'm clutchin' my thang Stuffin' in it, strokin' it down, beat the stuff up Shorty, don't run from it She give me the booty I'm breakin' it off I
