thousand look like fifty I spend all my time in Houston Smoke that kush but I don't do Whitney I don't do Britney, I don't do Lindsay I made two million
please here me out) Ain't nothing to talk about (I can explain everything) Right now I want you out this house (Baby please one more chance, let me tell you where I
s your baby momma but her number's in my iPhone Yeah, I got a girl but I swear I need a newer bitch Let her out the house and I'll be leaving here with
A jam on mine Playa's talk the talk But they can't walk it We make the whole country bounce When we New York it Don't speak about it, be about it Seein
up everything I thought we'd never part (Yes, I did, baby) I was a player and I made the choice to give my heart to you And I gotta keep it that way
bottom Brady Bunch trousers But if you don't want to I can live with that but You gotta put back the double-knit reversible slacks" She wasn't really, everything
I, I drove away I don't know why they say grown men don't cry I don't know why they say grown men don't cry Keep having this dream about my old man
you don't want the girl to talk And you don't want your feelings hurt Put in work 'coz if you don't That girl's just gon' go spreadin' the word Girls talkin
toward themselves Denyin' even they blood I don't judge Tiger Woods but I over stand the mental poison That's even worser than drugs Yo it's poison
up ('Sup son?) And I'm so about my money You ain't talking about no money You ain't even gotta bring it up (Huh?) And I hope you don't think We give
t really velvet... they were, you know, kind of like velvet. It's a, what d'ya call it? Uh, a `metaphor'. It's a metaphor, get it? ``Look out! Look
, I couldn't stop thinking about it But I've got my lady that I can't live without If you look in my eyes, it says I'm sorry I didn't mean to hurt or
walked right out of the door Because she got a little bit crazy I don't want no deranged lady That'll have a nigga sleepin' under daisies I don't want
that's mo' fair, grab you by your coat tail Take you to the motel, wholesale Don't tell, won't tell, baby say I don't talk dog But she told on me, oh
't nothing but a freak ho But when I look in her pretty eyes, I don't see it though Now she done showed me some shit that I ain't seen before But what
want nobody in her way Say she don't want a clown, today is going away So your grind, it is the road that I play She know it, I flow with the way she
I got this, you can never get this I built it up from nuthin' you would think I'm playin' Tetris, Thousand dollar sweater on but I don't ever sweat shit