God's woman, what's going on? I know things seem messed up sometime You stressed out and you can't handle the situation Sometime it feels like you lacking
don't let your time do you Until I went to jail you couldn't tell me, I ain't seen it all That box, a mother*******, it could stress a n**** b**** Especially
yuh Put mi arms right around yuh Gyal you give me the tightest hold me eva get inna my life Gyal mi wann fi just squeeze yuhh Put mi tings right around
inventor that enter Parental discretion's not advised so there's no need to censor Kiss on, peep it, but you want to beep it, what I feel like slapping
't Thanksgivin' You ain't Michael Bivins mack it up flip it, rub it down Do me baby, I ain't down my name ain't Tupac I don't get around You hittin' this
, I know you feel it You can say, "La lala la, la la la la" All you want, you can get it You can have all my time, let's spend it The way you do your
And after all the sky has fallen down (After all the sky has fallen down) And after all the water is washed away (After all the water is washed away
a me can I kill it (hell naw) Can I kill it (hell naw) Can I kill it (hell naw) There's a demon inside a me can I kill it (hell naw) Can I kill it (hell
I'm hella blown away And all the problems that I had have all gone away I pop another pill And I'mma take a sip of Caribou to wash it down Ya thinkin
disrespectin' all yo friends Take my food back, your weave out Your fuckin' glue back, your hair in pieces With just enough for chocolate Reese's Beauty parlor, rings around
Feelin' so motherfuckin' good I could roll my vehicle to Texas And spit it like, this is for tha syrup sippers Gotta slow it down so you feel it, plus it
could impress, man I'm crack right out the jets You rappin indirect But it's lookin like a movie shoot How they sendin all these damn actors at the set [Jim Jones] It
M.O.P First Family Firing Squad and you know they make it happen And it's gonna be til' infinity Firing Hard sendin' up to all those thugs now Babe Why
Hoo-bang, nigga Some of that futuristic shit For that ass Keepin it thuggish, though Check it out [ verse 1 ] The concrete streets bring heat, it's
know, you feel let down and I know, you've been turned out I wish I'd been there for you So when the night time comes around And you feel like an only
all of her clothes The devil came and whisper in her ear See there old lady Look at all you done for that boy and now he about to throws you out the
of my mind ~ All that I've done wrong ~ Re-play and rewind ~ How can I erase it forever this time * Smack dab in the pit of my soul ~ This guilty feeling
2 Jumped in the shower washed the blood from off my body Rolled up a blunt I'm feeling psychotic mixed me up some gin and tonic But I'm nauseous feeling