be Ms. Breezy Shopping spree You can have anything And i'ma let her see what it feels like To be Ms. Breezy She love me Cos i'm so good to her Yeah
want payback And I still don?t play that I kill on ASAP And you don?t do shit but get money all day Put some shoes on my bullets now they runnin your
These hoes know, what's up, niggaz been havin' game O.G.'s tell me real good, bitch, I'm the same Motherfucker make 'em feel good, ya know my name Bitch
, I always eat good Fat house in the hood, new shoe on my foot Things ain't been the same since he put you out Somethin' you ain't never felt good about
her porridge Papa bear said, "Shit bitch, you must think I'm sick Just get down here on your knees and suck this bad ass dick" Abraham Lincoln was a good
jeep damn sweet super duper Everyone here got the name C wow they all like bowin to me- I must be the King C Come this winter nobody shiver good swimmer
tidal wave And all the color drains out of the frame So pleased with a daydream that now living is no good I took off my shoes and walked into the woods
I came here tonight to So good morning, good afternoon, good night don't let the bedbugs bite Going way out when I'm aiming to please You havin' a good
I'm back I murder a rhyme one word at a time, you never Heard of a mind as perverted as mine, you better Get rid of that nine it ain't gonna help What good
All I see is sissies in magazines smiling Whatever happened to whylin' out and bein' violent? Whatever happened to catchin' a good-ol' fashioned Passionate ass-whoopin' and gettin' your shoes
All I see is sissies in magazines smiling Whatever happened to whylin' out and bein' violent? Whatever happened to catchin' a good ol' fashioned Passionate ass-whoopin' and gettin' your shoes
He's Phony She's Fake Thats The Type of People i Hate If Your Real and You Know it Clap Your Hands If Your Real and You Know it Clap Your Hands Wait a
See the sunshine at night 'Cause you know I get the feeling right Back in the street Where I should be The good times and the bad times Are waiting
for Gucci and need her chanel Nigga im high of your life so my eyes low Cant wait to see whats in the future but I drive slow And wait for the picture
pool An' what, wait a minute, wait a minute Don't take your clothes off yet, not yet Wait 'til we get home Now if you wear corrective shoes and you got
sayin' is Nigga I don't want every lady that want me So, do the math nigga They be like, "Damn, Nickel you be runnin' through hoes/holes like you a shoe
Shit, Z-Ro the Crooked, I know y'all Been waiting on this here, yeah shit R.I.P. Big Mello, Screw, Mafio, Big Boo, Gator All the fallen soldiers man,
(*talking*) Shit, Z-Ro the Crooked, I know y'all Been waiting on this here, yeah shit R.I.P. Big Mello, Screw, Mafio, Big Boo, Gator All the fallen soldiers