turned around I didn't stand a chance She's got her claws in me She's got her claws in me And like my brothers before me That tried to warn me She'll
got your vehicle in your baby's momma's name Nigga youse a ballaholic, nigga you undersmell me? Please believe in a nigga Ballaholic nigga, you undersmell me
the side of me I'm mean 'n I'm bad, y'know I ain't no sissy Got a big-t**ty girly by the name of Chrissy Talkin' about her 'n my bike 'n me... 'N this
And out come my girl, there was her titties Flop-floppin'...all around the world She said "i got me three beers and a fistful of downs And I'm
nerve... You're supposed to be the devil! It's got to do... You're supposed to be bad! It's got to do with style, fool! I don't know if you've the right
it instead See I got Wolverine claws in me But the whole worlds throwin stones at me Like they all got a bone with me Got a childs mother And I hate her
let me explain to you, a ballaholic nigga Undersmell this nigga If you got your ve-hi-cle in your baby's momma's name nigga youse a ballaholic, nigga you undersmell me
done and her pace increasing rapidly, I shot out like a javelin after her screams, First matching her speed, then surpassing her, hearing her laughter as I passed her
' 'Long the aide of me I'm mean 'n I'm bad, y'know I ain't no sissy Got a big titty girly by the name of Chrissy Talkin' about her 'n my bike 'n me . . . '
me I'm mean 'n I'm bad, y'know I ain't no sissy Got a big titty girly by the name of Chrissy Talkin' about her 'n my bike 'n me . . . 'N this ride up
