before you leave" fuck my brains out, babaayyyy x4 fuck my brains out yeeaaaahhhh she's screamin' "love me baby" -fuck my brains out- here's a little somethin' about my
a fucking roller coaster then it drops But what should I scream for this is my theme park My minds shine even when my thoughts seem dark Pistol on my
the future (Always before you, always ill) With my demeanor, flip, assemble my own team to Say fuck FEMA in case there's another Katrina You laughed at the past, said I was a dreamer
, dress my body in linen by Armani, check it My lyrical carjack, make your brains splat High caliber gats is all I fuck with, now peep the rough shit In my
m the rookie? But my features and my show's ten times your pay? 50K for a verse, no album out Yeah, my money's so tall that my Barbie's gotta climb it
[Bruno Mars] This one's for you and me, living out our dreams We're all right where we should be Lift my arms out wide I open my eyes And now all I wanna
my brain I got a capitalist migraine I gotta get paid tonight, you muthafuckin' right Taking my grip, check my bitch, keep my game tight So many hos on my
I stick my tongue out sippin Remy conceited of I'm teasing every bum out Hung out with celebrities from every drug house So when you remember me say that I was strung out
pulled up in the CL5 his project changed His man just got fucking murked by Salene Heard he got it in the range nigga Bean popped one in his brain Over
em Defiance, giant scrotum He don't owe them bitches shit His britches, he out grow'd 'em He's so out cold he's knocked out of the South Pole And nobody fucks
out tryin' to catch you I'm tryn' no be the same don't tell me that I changed Stop fucking with my mind, you're playin' with my brain Tell me who I am
in my car and told my chauffeur to the top Life is like a fucking roller coaster then it drops But what should I scream for, this is my theme park My
to a rave And steal a mother fucker's glow light Keep my dough right Man these white lines bite Make me bleed out my mother fucking eyes tonight So
after that, I start freakin' out What the hell am I doing with my life? Call up my mom and get my cry on I order room service, get my apple pie on And
in all black khakis, fatigues, and boots Still don't give a fuck about the law Still run with a pump in my car and fuck who you are You're fucking with
up in flames Krayzie, insane to the brain Now I know I done did some dirt in my time 'Cause the devil was stressing my mind Messing with my mind nigga
