to overseas And I done seen more Lia fans fall cry to their knees I tell ya, I aint been livin this life for too long And I cant count how many times
where we at, it's either live or die I seen a nigga sky high from blye 'cause he thought the shit was fly I let you ride if you bustin', I let you die
fly kicks Honeys wanna chat but all we wanna know is where the party at And I can bring ma GAT, if not I hope i dont get shot Better throw my vest on
C I A R A C I A R A C I A R A C I A R A I feel it, it?s in me tonight I see this tonight, I?m a borderline I see him, he?s walking out He gives me the
, I'm going home alone Just got back from my tour I'm a mess girl for sure All I want is some fun Guess that I better run Hollywood sucks you in But
' We out in Mexico, for a fun-filled weekend At least I thought I was, they had the whole place barred Still thinkin' I sold drugs, ice 'em up, kick the door in, I
I turned out the lights and closed all the curtains But when you closed your eyes I put it all on your cheek 'Cause I'm wide awake and can't fall asleep
I'm just a frog" I beat up hoes and I'm a rapist Then you told all your homies how I hated Damn nigga, I don't even know you I seen you actin' like a
I'm all alone So I told myself, I'm knockin' a bitch I gotta get some pussy man fuck this shit Chorus: Where it's at Back on the streets and it's
shit I ain't goin outa town broke I gotta have a bank get some dank to smoke Think I'm gamblin, you must be insane It started gettin late I had to catch
can hate my guts, but I'm gone do these things, bitch Ahhh why have a nine, when I can have a ten Lickin up the nuts, while I'm gone holler at her friend
' like the way you move I used to want her until the day I saw you I'm a grown ass man I thought I seen it all Doin' all that on the pole and didn't even
I love my gun, I play wit' my gun Have fun wit' my gun, have sex wit' my gun And I don't put a motherfucker out for fun 'Cause I ain't finna get ya ass
Because I love my gun, I play wit' my gun Have fun wit' my gun, have sex wit' my gun And I don't put a motherfucker out for fun 'Cause I ain't funna'
I hate pictures of other peoples kids I hate plastic couches in other peoples cribs I hate when other peoples crib's smell like sh-t I hate when I leave, I
(I never knew I) (I never knew I) Mic check, one two (I never knew I) Who woulda knew? (I never knew I) Who'da known? (I never knew I) Fuck, what a story
kinda burn it out You know I turn it out whenever I'm in the mix I'm creepin with my secret and that's how I wanna keep it, peep this [Snoop Dogg] If
an event it was, I was sittin' in front I was hooked in it, the first glimpse of them buns Seen her back stage, now here's where I come in, son Look