Aiyyo, turn me up in my headphones, man I want this shit motherfuckin' blarin' It ain't loud enough, man Oh, these muh'fuckers think I'm gon' play with
[Verse 1] The world is mine but it ain't no cakewalk getting signed getting my chance to shine who really has my interests in mind why you shovin' me
Man we talking race cars nigga, this ain't no joke (Hello, hello) Uh, yea (Hello, hello) Fresh out the kitchen (Hello, hello) So don't touch it yet, (
Holding on to you like broken glass Every touch cuts deeper than the last I know I should leave But it feels so good to bleed Poison kisses lock us in
Come on Cherry, Cherry You're still very young And we've only just started having fun I'm picking fruit and I choose you, you're so cool No need to save
{Your call is been forwarded To an automatic voice message system} Uh huh, uh huh, uh huh, uh huh, uh huh Where you at boy? Where you at boy? {At the
Let go, okay Bitch, I'm me, American gangsta Weezy F baby, born in a manger Trouble is my friend, I ain't far in the danger Clip full of wings, turn
{One more again Head down pussy poppin' on a handstand} Head down pussy pussy poppin' Head down pussy pussy poppin' Head down pussy pussy poppin' Head
Intro: Yeah top of new york milly....clips yeah Verse 1: I was chilling in the crib by myself puffin low So I called up all my nikkas made a plan to
It was a Sunday night around 8:30 pm I was rollin' by myself in the Benz leavin to a park Bangin' some of the homie fattone's classic shit So I'm rollin
Eiht: We sending this one out right here To all the young thug and young hustlers out there You know I'm sayin', grown up with their moms strugglin'
Put it in the bag boys Said the petty thief I?m only gonna say it once So don?t play dumb with me Don't nobody make a move And don?t nobody speak Everybody
All the way back home I'm telling you I caught the sun Creeping up behind my shoulder Another day's begun I was following a trail I'd never been along
Rippin' my heart was so easy, so easy, launch your assault now, take it easy. Raise your weapon, raise your weapon, one word and it's over. rippin' through
Pick up the phone And [Incomprehensible] No no no no No no no no Homie I wetcha Comin a getcha Homie I wetcha
Give to the wind, your fear Hope and be undismayed God hears your sighs and counts your tears God will lift up, God will lift up Lift up your head (God
When sins and fears prevailing rise And fainting hope almost expires Jesus to Thee I lift my eyes To Thee I breathe my soul's desires Are You not mine
Chris Brown, Big Boi, yeah Oh, she's mine and see, God knew she was mine The day I seen that guy, the big mouth bass on the line It?s time for me to retrieve