. I'm sorry for everything I've done. I'm sorry for all the things I said. I'm sorry, sorry, I'm sorry, girl. I didn't want to hurt you girl. I didn'
is the part I like right here I like when I see everybody on the dance floor Yeah, I see y'all just shakin' your asses C'mon, hold on, I need to break
by the name (I'm yo' Pusha) Of Pharrell from the Neptunes And I just wanna let y'all know (I'm yo' Pusha) The world is about to feel Something (I'm yo
We independent women, some mistake us for whores I'm sayin', why spend mine when I can spend yours Disagree? Well that's you and I'm sorry Imma keep
uh We independent women, some mistake us for whores I'm sayin', why spend mine when I can spend yours Disagree? well that's you and I'm sorry Imma keep
change, hoping my head swoll Thinking I'm rich cause I made a little video Shaking my hand, yeah right, now I'm a cool brother But as soon as I step
of tray When I got my transport, I got kind of steam g up 'Cos I got cherry pet further Now I'm feeling good 'cos I'm off my feet Man the little squalid
and I'm feeling weird Palms are sweaty I'm about to black out Last chance but nothing could stop this Twiztid sprout I'm all about mad cussing Fuck you
and sorry when I come clean Yo officer, what does this mean? My system is loud and I draw a crowd Not only King, I'm black and I'm proud This ride is
, the Sheriff says, "Boy, I wanna watch you die". 19 minutes to go. I spit in his face... and I kicked him in the eye. I got 18 minutes to go. Well...I
gate (uh) We independent women, some mistake us for whores I'm sayin'.. "Why spend mine when I can spend yours?" Disagree? Well that's you and I'm sorry
my face, I'm bound to see the light [Incomprehensible] A few short words, and whaddya know? Oh, whaddya know? He comes Aiyyo, I'm up against these walls
De La Soul, right? Yeah, what's up little man, how you feeling? I'm Dove, how you feeling? Yo what's up man? My name is Pos, yo yo I'm Mase Yo shorty,
soul Now the guitar will make ya rock 'n' roll My mic is like a gun, I go nowhere without it You gotta better one, I'm sorry but I doubt it My partner
I can't give a fuck at times when I struck no luck But if I ever got jammed for a scheme, I'ma scrap I'm goin' out like O.J. but I'ma stay on the man
I won't let it hold me down, I turn it all around I'm movin on, oh-ah, oh-ahhhh, yes I'm movin on [Joe Budden] I gotta give my own interview Since niggaz
uh We independent women, some mistake us for whores I'm sayin?, why spend mine when I can spend yours Disagree? Well that's you and I?m sorry Imma keep
