that's fucking weak! YEAHHHH Open your brews when I kick down the door Drink til' you puke, then ask for more Shotgun your beer, face to the sky Party hard and DRINK TIL YOU
like a Shoalin Priest on Hydro I can see time flies yo So when we making moves, you either with me Yo what skills you lack so weak niggas step back and
world, I don't give a FUCK P smoke 'til he he and he drink 'til he earl [Chorus] [Styles P:] Many ways they can send you a message, like a word from
P. and champagne by the caseloads Doubles get you from that bar, and get you right Or get you bent, whatever you like I'm not into wifin - no sir I just
your eyes 'Cause can't nobody call, tomorrow at all So we live for the present time If you need to bathe, then bathe And if you wanna drink, come on and drink
, no laughs, no friends No girls, just the gin you drink, 'til your car spin you think Damn, when you slam into the wall And you fall out the car and
end But each and everyone of them'll drink you Out of house and home for they're sprung From the womb of Rosie, Eileen, Statia, Ann McKnowles Oh, you
my life no more, I told you, nigga, it's a wrap Oooh, you claim you a dog, my nigga, I'm the vet We can't even talk 'less you got the check, I guess
go not meant for you you chose to go but times move slow don't ever see me it's gettin older, behold the sorrow tomorrow i got a shoulda man so what you
seen many friends die way to young This is your life your chance You make a difference You make your reality what you want your reality to be You go
you, so many ways that you can live it up. It's all around you, so many ways that you can live it up. It's all around you all you gotta do is open up
And you don't know a nigga gutta as me! (Gutta) Who can tell ya some shit that ya mother'a see Like you bein' locked up, til 2003 When you 'posed to
many ways Are you the one to do it for me playa? Are you the one to do it for me playa? Then maybe I can hook up witcha later Babe girl, you now rockin
touch And you don't know a nigga gutta as me! (Gutta) Who can tell ya some shit that ya mother'a see Like you bein' locked up, til 2003 When you 'posed
] Loved not for who you think I am, but who you want me to be A true thuggin emcee, true thugs, with no strings attached I wanna give you my slugs and
