holding that expression like it's a duty. Woah... (Jian, w/ others singing "ahhhh") Sad girl, what is it that makes you such a beauty? (All) Once in a while, to hold
no beep, until she heard the lyrics, that what I call spittin, sixteens official, French Vanilla kissin put that come in the middle, the cherry on top, she like it on
pies on you Since you down south show you what that rock could do Come back rich, yeah nigga that's my proof I, hold the gauge you can hold the twenty
about everything i never knew she told me Chorus: if like my style come on if you need a ride come on we gotta go south side come on that's what
know what my life would be (In the ghetto) I was dumb and oh so lazy (In the ghetto) Something had a spell on me (In the ghetto) You all know what I'
a dollar And about to buy my best friend a beauty parlor I know y'all don't wanna see Kim on top Please stop worryin about what I got What the fuck y'
'm revelling in insecurity It's so unlike me, yes I know. But what am I to do with how I feel. I just keep on wondering, pondering what to do. I beat up on
I purchase the beat; I resumed PsyOps on the enemy Mix the blood so it don't coagulate The sex magic won't work if the bitch masturbates Nobody can hold
arm and feather, whippin the wonder when she activates Hold up! My jaws are in my crack, [aight] pass the tape Time to activate, and ejaculate This is the beauty
my friend Shawn. My game was on point like a pencil, And we started to then talk, and she was like telling me... she was... Hold on what was she telling
to know a man who met a woman, dont remember where, big beautiful eyes and light brown hair, she was from the burbs, he was from the south side of the
stick around hold it together now driving down south to recenter myself don't have the strength to stick around hold it together now... hold yourself together... hold
cream this a dope as dream So it seems thangs then change on this side Twenty inches on the ride got the big body wide Park up outside with the kit on
YoungBlood brass band Hot and we knocking 'em out Kweli from Brooklyn and we Drop from the top to the south So what now? Showing you all what it's all
to get paid Arrive to a hoe and I like to get laid Ride up on my back like rugs and floormats I'm on the right page but what's my format I wave to the
spendin cheese I'm on my grind all day makin money with ease [Paul Wall] I'm grippin on that woodgrain, I'm sippin on that good drank I'm showin love
all the news Hip hop rules From the old to the new school It's been a long time since you seen me On the TV V-Ice is here for sheezy Takin' what's mine