[Chorus:] It may not mean nothing to yall But understand nothing was done for me So I dont plan on stopping at all I want this shit forever mine, ever
I wanna be your love I wanna make you cry And sweep you off your feet I wanna hurt your pride I wanna slap your face I wanna paint your nails I wanna
Sale Due Me A Favour feat. Estelle {intro} Woah oh x 5 {verse 1} Yo it's like speeding down the highway with a blind fold on no hands on the wheel
I'm everything you're chasing, the thing that you dream about I'm what you really want, the shit that people read about Niggers care for me, I make them
time together See, not as crazy as you thought I was am i? Heh.. I'm the American dream! I'm the definition of white trash balling, I'm right back on
on the gas No brake pads, no such thing as last It may not mean nothing to y'all But understand nothing was done for me So I don't plan on stopping
the sauce of fusion, his ladies super deucing Plus he teamed with Rob Thomas for a music revolution On the seventh day, it's been said God rests But on
I the villain in your heart Putting the brake on your start You slapped my face and cried and screamed That's what marriage came to mean The bitterest ending of a dream
class to seize knowledge we don't need, I forgot my late pass but I'm early to a rival beatbox, you got raps? meet me on the football field, don't sleep on
, blame this on my rappin dream, i call em record deals, shiny ass rolemodel, 20k fa remy bottles, thats that white clear shit, i don fear shit,(MONOPOLY), on
It was a pleasure to meet you You slapped me right on the back Just a pleasure to meet you You got it almost exact Make no discussion now Make no bad dreams
representin' (Northside, westside, southside, eastside) On my side ain't nothing but hustlas baby Throw yo hood up if you representin' (Westside, northside, eastside, southside) On
? She turned around, caped back on me Said, "Fuck you, nigga, where's your teeth" I dam near fell jumping out the car But I slapped that bitch and slapped
thang You wine and dine that nasty freak Dropped her off and got a kiss on the cheek You never even knew how she ran in the house Jumped on the phone
beat to get on down So, you other rappers listen to mine, you wouldn't catch Short Dog rapping nursery rhymes call my rap trash, jam the junk Put a sticker on