good (O. D. O. D.) Money on the floor we good O.D. O.D everybody know me [Travis McCoy:] Oh no Travie high on life again... (Wow) Feel like I swallowed a whole
[Lil Wayne] Too many women, and not enough time Im a cool cat, but im on life nine. Pimping aint dead cause I be the life line And I don't buy the bar
dimes Willin' to do anything just to be a Bad Boy at the time Then I rolled the dices, nah, the money didn't add up But just that whole experience, it
mek me tell you again This is the warning, this the warning for the whole heap o? dem This is the warning, this the warning for the whole heap o? dem
Quit while your ahead!" (*echoes*) Stop spittin' in my ear talkin about you got flows Or you got a single out that your whole block knows Cats buyin'
paper to blow my whole clique pop bottles galore It's no secret the hood done peeped it When we come through, son, we look like bread My '89 grind make my old nine
a test I said its not a test nigga its not a test Got my teflon on wrapped around my chest I do it tha best ya heard I do it tha best Tuck da nine
I was just a normal guy, life was just a nine to five With bills and pressure piled up to the sky She never asked, she knew I'd be hanging with my wilder
my sound Hitting you hard from every direction Your head and your shoulder, area your midsection dawg When the saint on the ground with his nine on
give you eight months for a burner, it's goin' down Why they sellin' niggaz, CD's for under a dime? If it's all love daddy why you come wit' your nine
fire where I learned to ball Uptown is the place where I lay my dome On the streets of the Bronx where my family roam Hoe, damn it, we home, Peter got a nine
And I tie knots in intestines just like I'm a boy scout That's workin' 'em out Now rearrangin' your whole skeletal structure Then I find some Nine Inch
Hello Lord, it's me again I just wanna make to love the whole globe And all her girlfriends now don't that make ya mind move Like smoke patterns, me on
Trini yeah yeah, pretty boy (Ninety nine def jam) I said it Fuck y'all bitches want, whoa I'ma stay poppin shit Anybody want it? Come see me (What?) Fame
eyes When you just can't find the words you want And it's hard to reach a point Where you both can understand Don't just tell the truth But tell the whole
I rock hoes, y'all rock fellas And now y'all try to take my spot, fellas? Philly's hot rock fellas, put you in a dry spot, fellas In a pine box with nine
you could call me Miss White Most people know me as Lil' Kim The head of the La Bella Mafia Oh, shout out to my girl Victoria Gotti And the whole Gotti
yea im feeling like a star you can't stop my shine im riding cloud nine my heads in the sky im solo, im riding solo, im riding solo im ridng solo solooooooo