I could run a finger full Temperance won't want to drive you home She still holds out the little left to hold Tiny eyes have told Tiny eyes don't hide
husband I was the man of the house when there wasn't Trying to get to know homie just kill the charm You ain't interested in me you just tryna f-ck my mum We are
Chorus Verse Three: Puff Daddy, Mase Now Puff rule the world, even though I'm young I make it my biz to see that all ladies come (yeah) Get em all
though some May say ruthless tactics are takin' by me to awaken People to life but I feel no fakin' No jivin',no lyin',no frontin',no playin' Say exactly whats up
up I got my man Everlast in the house Tossin it up, youknowwhatimsayin Kid Jazz and Bango couldn't be here But we gon' to' it up for them anyhow Wherever you are
be dead Now don't get me wrong He said, it's not who you are But people come to me From near and far But I do just what And I follow the rules I didn
basic rules, don't sell this to kids or fools. And don't you try it either, honor that and all is cool. Now he a baller dude, strippin hoes are callin
could get leveled nigga [Verse 2 - Jae Millz] Yo, we are Young Money, Nigga you can't chocha, It's about to get real ugly, Amarosa, YM vultures, there
say stay up, prey for my day up No one where my bitch live, plot where I lay up If you got coke way up, got doe then pay up Niggas shoot at me a nigga
to' up cars Wall to wall dirty orange carpet Sittin in a bucket, hopin you can start it And ride around to the liquor store Can't get a job get drunk
Never really saying just who we are We use alias names like too $hort Sell you stuff you might kill for Young kids grow up and that's all they know Didn
Apartment 5701, told her I was eatin' right now Be over there when I get done, got there, knocked on the door She opened up the door half naked, lookin
', this is big, big Get that kid outta here Whoa, the kids, man get the kids outta here Close the door, 'cause they gonna tell on us Eh, I'm blazin' this up
performance There's enormous shortage of poor kids with new deals, they will become distorted and tortured And I ain't losin like 'Pac, there's rules
everything 'Cept when I kick it, gout Me sobering up, ha, alf Cash rules everything, acid tab, hash, 'rooms I done woke up with a f-cking tiger in my
Walk outside to the fruit stand And Dre, Kane, he's the 40's in hand Powercat Geronimo is in the distance The fifths are coming, the fifths are coming Hit up, lit up
the heck it took to get me here I'm talkin' big hockey bags dragged back and forth Bring it down south and get more from back up north So I can stack