...ng over there I made a move Waiting nobody looking at you So much for playing it cool I ain't got nothing to lose (noo, you got my mind) Gotta hurry before I'm outta time And I'm gonna keep on coming at you for speed babygirl is that a crime You know I gotta get at ya baby Let no body to...

... Which is really, on the wall I got a color TV, so I can see, the Knicks play basketball And we talkin bout checkbooks, credit cards, more money than a sucker, could ever spend But I couldn't give a what about them cats you with Get your friends baby, jump in the Benz [P. Diddy] I got a ju...

...e Now all my bloods scream "Zoowoo! and Dadda-do!" I know my role, and I play it well And I wear it well, on my libra scale I suck a pussy, fuck a pussy leave it there I don't want it, I don't even care They've been wondering why?) Incase ya wonder-erin'! Shyea I'm right here, in my chair W...

...use I wanna be with you (I wanna be with you) And I know you're tired of playing his games It's time to switch up your lane girl (Lane girl) This is my aim girl (Aim girl) To please you This is my proposal to you (This is my proposal to you) What you wanna do is come with me (What you wanna...

...n't owe niggaz shit I'm paranoid now, so I keep the gun gripped Cats I played skelly with? Niggaz done flipped I keep a banger in the ankle, one in the hip Two in the stash, one come up when I shift I keep one under the chair where I sit I even got a gun in the hair in the bun of my bitc...

...zh ,from jiangxi pingxiang @ www.lrcgc.com @ Ain't nobody tryna rap or play me I'll be at they crib wit a couple hammers and a black OAV Black gon pay me still get the smack on Baisly Cause I'm touchin more diesel than Shaq old lady boy You did it I done it I get I punish The shit that I co...

... said he looked like a fag at Mayweather's pad Singin' to a man while they played piano Man, oh man, that was a 24/7 special on the cable channel So Ray J went straight to the radio station The very next day, "Hey Fab, I'ma kill you!" Lyrics comin' at you at supersonic speed (J.J. Fad) Uh, summa-lum...

...hink of it? W: Humph. M: "Humph"! What do you mean "Humph"? I was the star player in high school. W: Yeah, twenty-five years ago. Look, I just don't want you to have a heart attack running up and down the court. M: So, what are you suggesting? Should I just abandon the idea? I'm not that out of shap...