that come around jockin On my tip when on the radio my recors be rockin Don't come frontin askin me for a pound You ain't invited means you simply ain't
schools Backyard full of dogs, got a pawn full of fish But a bad girl, I think that's all that's missin' from my list Unless you wanna be the girl that fill that
morning before I leave home Family I love, don't wanna leave this world alone and before I leave home, leave home I pray to God I won't, loyalty is all
but don't come to the hood How they turn they nose up like they don't come from the hood Most of them be in sight til it's time to pitch Thats when everything
He never took you dancin' after dark See you deserve better babe 1 - You deserve better babe (Than the man that just don't care) You deserve better babe (Ain't no good if he ain't
Ain't it funky now? Good god Ain't it funky now? Hey Ain't it funky now? Ain't it funky now? Ain't it funky now? Ain't it funky now? Ain't it funky
Now, brother don't leave the homework undone Wait a minute, sister You got to have Something to sit on Before I carry you home Don't say I ain't got it because I can't
Ain't it funky now? Good God Ain't it funky now? Hey Ain't it funky now? Ain't it funky now? Ain't it funky now? Ain't it funky now? Ain't it funky
love you, I love you, won't take nobody else I can't stand myself, huh, good God I got a heart full of love for the whole wide world And a little special
hospital And I ain't even killed it, Ok maybe a little Hold on hold on! I'm buggin, VA up! Car Keys House Keys Apartment keys We a long mother F*** way from broke! I put that
I get a lick, girl? I wanna get a taste of your pudd'n Must be Jell-O, 'cause pudd'n don't jiggle like that Yeah ain't that a fact, pull out your spoon
lick, girl? I wanna get a taste of your pudd'n (Verse 2) Must be Jell-O, 'cause pudd'n don't jiggle like that Yeah ain't that a fact Pull out your
cock Cadillac, Outkast just won't stop 'Cause the whole world loves it when you don't get down (Bah bah-da, bah bah, bah-da da) And the whole world loves it when you make that
soft brown curls My love, my love, come to me I believe I'm in the power of Saint Lazarus And he holds me in his sight I know that these jitterbug days
not so bad Dear Slim, you still ain't called or wrote I hope you have the chance, I ain't mad I just think it's fucked up, you don't answer fans If you didn't
course my nigga Horse got married, see shit is changin' We ain't these little niggaz no more, runnin' dangerous I like to bone, I'm a peaceful brother
though That ether, that shit that make your soul burn slow Is he Dame Diddy, Dame Daddy or Dame Dummy? Oh, I get it, you Biggie and he's Puffy Rockafeller died of AIDS, that
Tremble runnin? rampant Life ain?t what it used to be Now God has blessed America, its up to you and me Whatever happened to the brother man Living