, a heart of gold (uh-huh) I can't go a day without my sunshine (uh-huh) ahh-haaa (say what? uhh) Touch me with, a smile that glows(yeah) I can't go a
You can't roll a blunt to this one You gotta, you gotta well, ya gotta light a J You gotta puff a J on this one You can't even drink Crist-OWL on this
that I will never hustle no more but I will never say that no more I got my mind, right money right From an eight to a quarter, from a half to a brick
about a hot beat, a hot beat It's about a hot beat, a hot beat A hot hot hot beat And a catchy hook A hot hot hot beat And a catchy hook Nobody gives
I gotta find me a new locomotive stop making sad songs [Chris Brown - Chorus] Im on some new shit Im chuckin my deuces up to her Im moving on to something better, better, better
will be better than I was We can cross rivers with our will, we can do better than I can We will live longer than I will, we will be better than I was
just the beginning Snow White said when I was young One day, my prince will come so I'll wait for that date They say it's hard to meet your match Gotta find my better half
boy shoot to kill Half a breath left on my death bed Screaming F that yeah super Ill Baby, what the deal, we can chill Split half a pill and a happy meal, fuck a
slow saint quentin bars with the pelican bay flow, toughed in a ? years chuck's in a ? representing for niggers, ? sales took a deep line, i got the dope working who else better
Fuck these rappers... Pussy actors... Looking at the cover... Thinking how to fuck half of these bitches get a deal Now raise your hands if you feel me
Ain't it strange how we keep missing each other Connecting not enough, we let it be So wide awake but no eyes for one another There must be a bridge that
wait cause i can spend my heart here but half of you cant relate and turn around and just debate weather nicki minaj birst is real or is it fake im a barbie girl in a
signing in My niece singing solo organs and violins (Yeah) Wife in her black veil hands flooded with diamonds Remaining calm under each arms my children Daddy's in a better
in a linin' (Whooof) Niggas better stay in line, when (Whooof) When you see a nigga like me shinin' (Grinding!) Grindin', when you know what I keep in a linin' (Whooof) Niggas better
nigga's a punk? We talkin' about, ?Dat yute's a fosse? For the kids that think I'm comin' wit it, brother, just watch me A shoe is called a 'Crep', a
taking time and a half gotta make that cash even if a nigga gotta drive that cab I'm gonna treat it like a limo didn't know? y'better ask somebody told
quota for the month They found a coat all rolled up Inside a bag he probably dragged the body for about a block Disappeared without a trace No DNA no not a
marriage Instead I got Shanequa in a baby carriage Then came the cash then the baby mama drama I gave that bitch a half a mill, she blew it on Prada