da wall Time to flip the work, make the block bump Boys in da hood, call me Black Donald Trump Dope boy magic, 7 days a week Number one record, long
A Flipmode y'all, a Flipmode y'all Hah, heh, hahahaha, yo, yo, uh I spits rhymes for thug cats, neighborhood drug rats Hardcore, keep it raw, what niggaz love
do her thang with me And she gonna do her thang with me, with me [Verse: Juelz Santana] (let me tell you bout this bitch I got tho) I met this bad bitch
good-bye party in hell [ENGINEER] And now who wins this pussycat? [The ENGINEER holds a bowl; GIGI picks up a ticket.] [GIGI] Number 66! [It is
and lay meat right y'all niggas burned bridges I coulda had y'all tight a yo I spit this, tellin' y'all to live wit this I coulda had you in the bank
me why baby, did I ever did I ever did I ever let you go baby Cause I love you cause I love you cause I really love you so baby Baby, woo - it's the very
on all that love First you said that I deserve it Now you fight, don't want to serve it Gave it some time, so make up your mind Don't fight the feeling, this
I never eat it, still I complete it My name mac so motherfuckers know where my game at I fuck em and duck, give em wrong numbers and what Camouflage love
love, get in touch with me So feel my super magic space erotic ecstasy I feel my love is going stronger I can't fight this feeling I need your loving
From doin' this to me? I wrote a couple of notes One in love, one in anger They're lyin' there Dyin' in the dresser drawer Lived louder than my voice Struggled through a stranger He loved
that was missing And from where I stand right now I can see - so clearly that with every passing day I want more of this magic You're the ace of hearts number
All this time, I couldnt shake your memory And I never knew the sweetest love was the first So what am I supposed to do about this curse Ive got you to
even sixty-four). Fifty two - how it suits you to fool me with your magic tricks, What's this birthmark on my head? - Bet it's the number six, six, six
of And others just read of Others only read of the love Oh the love that I love, yeah See I'm all about them words Over numbers, unencumbered numbered
I CAN'T EVEN GIVE THIS SHIT AWAY! ALL MY CDS ALL WENT WOOD AND I GOT SOMETHING TO SAY: [Verse 1] Let me start from the beginnin, I GOT NO CLASS, NO LOVE
tongue and lip smack I did some contemplation Before we got down to this consecration Maybe baby, somethin' in your kiss said It was an impetuous for me to re-think this If I love
boom I found love is the shit that makes life bloom Yes, love is the shit that makes life bloom You never know when you might step in it Love is the
helmet, and a Nike moon suit They took me from the pool up to the bedroom Where wish number three, my dick they consumed They hittin' me off orally so lovely