is cheap at times we don't speak 'Cos we're engrossed in thoughts that are deep It's like two hearts, two minds, two bodies, two souls Making one whole, now it's
be with you. Damn you, don't you know it's over together, Us two, nothing's gonna come in between us. I know we're going two different directions Sometimes
should want for us to be, One time lover turned enemy. But that's what love can do (Ooooh) I don't want to break your heart in two And leave you crying That's
album about to drop in 7 days But I still poke a rapper at the VMA's Kilo's in a gram, PO's be my fans That's why I'm overseas doin shows in Japan
let that boy go again (Lil' Keke) It's time to lay it down, like cards on the table Big crib, watch ya gorgeous gal lickin' my navel Who's the man? And who's
Yogi's in the lead, you're trailin' me, baby The PHd's can't compete mines is better than yours Then we can take it to the streets, my rum's redder than
head down baby, let me see ya grill Gone wit' ya bad azz, make them ho's hate (Aye!) Well make up ya mind, real niggas don't wait (Nah!) What's it gonna take fo' ya to break us
When I got a passion for clappin'. . .with one hand Talent's on my roster this mobster's in dump land Send a gangsta to sleep two by two like bunk beds
shot which he will have to play out of a dreadfully muddy lie. He?s sticking with his 7 iron closes the club face a little. He starts his swing. Champion
southside, we dem southside niggas (4x) [silkk the shocker] Picture me giving fuck about these niggas feelings Mean mugs nigga ain't nothing but 7 figure thugs And niggas still fighting in clubs
give you my all.. but it seems like that's not enough Now you can get all of me A lot of things have changed from what I see Is this the way its s'pposed
candles So ban us, bo ban us, banana fanna fo fannas Who come back all bananas, banana clips loaded Managers, bouncers and the club owners, the motherfuckers dont want us To come up bum rush in the club
her Let?s go [Hook] I know there?s got to be a fine honey with her hands up in this club for me I?m about to get her And I know there?s gotta some kind
Get fooled, at the bar smoke somethin It's cool, hit the telly, two hens in the whirlpool Steady sippin on courvoisier Ghetto type at the bar spittin the gossip-eh That's
jack and I will attack It's a fact that I ain't givin' up my stacks like that B.o.B Call me Bobby Ray, but it's not two names Flyin' through the city
Nah Puffy, that's a Benz) Mercedes, c'mere baby, you don't like the way it's hot and hazy, never shady, you must be crazy It's ridiculous, how you put
if they used us 'Cause if they used us And they abused us And they abused us How could you tell us How could you tell us That we were wrong? That we
I solemnly swear, that the truth be told I'm thuggin to the day I die It's Dipset, it's more than just music now It's a way of life, it's more than the