s soft and tight Cause it look and it feel like Charmin' right That bitch so scandalous SOS you know you can't handle this F-O-X B-R-O-W-N Do y'all realize
grow You thinking he can give you wealth, but so Young boys, you can use a lot of help, you know You thinking life's all about smoking weed and ice You don't wanna be my age and can't
lit and the coders holding on the dons wrist she got the ill will chain on turqouise boots sayin god son this the theme song Chorus-Amerie baby- you know the size of this sh*t
he'll tell you it's true It's a fact, music makes you violent Like Michael Jackson telling little Timmy to be silent You don't believe me, here's my
all the times that I was so wrong See I wasn't strong enough to be alone Lash number three It's cause you love me you see it's hard to explain You suffered
Never been that {nigga} If you really wanna test me, brother don't stress me Or you just be bowlin It's Reverand like a Jesse, brother that's just me and that's
maybe even something like the B-52's. But the hand-clap, baker's-snap, even if it's mindless rap It's still Billy Joel to me Everybody's sayin'
like that Ripped it up like I didn't give a fuck And I didn't give him a chance like that [Chorus] DJ put that record on That's my song, that's my shit
up [Hook 2x: Bobby Brown (Benzino)] Don't start with me (Benzino, B. Brown, Hangmen 3) You don't want to see that side of me I don't really care how
like, I flip it nigga got me bent And like I said it on the last song nigga we joyriders and y'all ain't Bone B B O B the bad boy of the Bone I'll be
damn fast, Heather was right behind you/ Cassy Cass that's my little sister, my father loved you like the only child/ Funny, he ain't never seen my smile
She ain't got on panties so damn it, it's in the signs Somebody's getting fucked tonight to my surprise Enter the room with the cat ass eyes Rochelle's
no better, they smoked out or knocked up But I still love my hood, that?s where it started Ain?t no hard feelings, we partners nigga, regardless That?s
t give no fuck Let me snap you back to reality dude, shit's real You a target, niggaz in Houston want you killed Facemob until it's over, Southside the
This can't be life, this can't be love This can't be right, there's gotta be more, this can't be us This can't be life, this can't be love This can'
hard-headed, infamous song torture Crack your knuckles, buckle up your pants tight Pull your hats down, let's get it on like papi bar fights My spiral book, hold the world's most lethal There's
Black flag on the left, two *** on right You better move, AK all day Get *** up like Shyne, that's on my niece I'm B.I.G. like Diddy, dammit, I'm wit
on the left, two hoes And right you better, move! AK all day Get shot up like Shyne, that's on my niece I'm B.I.G. like Diddy, damn it, I'm wit' it