Which one do you prefer? Well I wonder whatever became of him Whatever became of her? Everything breaks Except the broken plates Everything gets stolen Except the things You
you ever been a member of the Communist Party?" - SENATOR JOSEPH MCCARTHY "A blast from the past! A blast from the past! A blast from the past!" "Baby, you
cause I'm the youngest, he expects a little more from me So I try to stay humble and if you can see my vision You can see us Cash Money til the motherfucking
tales you told i smell them in the breeze with every midnight break, i beg you take me please i let my soul escape well i let my blood run cold so that
dawgs go through, a little nigga Sippin liquor with my old dude, what the fuck you gon' do? I'm quick to curse you, I told my mother that I'ma hurt you if you
You I was made to find You I was made just for You Made to adore You I was made to love and be loved by You You were here before me You were waiting
just for you Made to adore you I was made to love And be loved by you You were here before me You were wating on me And you said you'd keep me Never would
You) Failed me, I gave you the key To the entry in my heart, you became part of me Told you everything, I shared all my secrets with you And the words you
rugged looks, wrote a verse holding your CD rack When I became a star, now girls show me their bikini wax And shower me in vaginal secretions for no rational reason Whatever
me Which one do you prefer? Well I wonder whatever became of him Whatever became of her? Everything breaks Except the broken plates Everything gets stolen Except the things You
Hollywood stories, on porches We polly hood stories about who became rich And whatever light they hit, we wanna hit the same switch You didn't know where to aim it, you
a life then became a bitch Most my niggas lay the bricks so they lay in bricks Or they laying bricks I love the south like potato grits But I bet whatever if you
go through, a little nigga Sippin liquor with my old dude, what the fuck you gon' do? I'm quick to curse you, I told my mother that I'ma hurt you if you
your throat Speak in half truths Deceive and manipulate to get Whatever makes you feel whole Tell the world how that horrid heart Became so cold and
.H.T.) [Intro: Six Two] Number 1's, and Mr. Two Face, Bitch Killa, You know I've been known to get beside myself at times, [Verse 1: Six Two] It was a cold
the time LA's done with you you gonna have contacts for eyes and fake titties I'm just playin' really, hehe Messin' wit' you (Messin' wit' you) Her compulsive