there goes my baby (oo girl look at you) you don't know how good it feels to call you my girl there goes my baby loving everything you do oo girl look
yeah,usher baby,you cant really fuck with me this club is crowded we should go telly got room but i got more(more)room ain't enough come on baby girl
Usher (yeah man) So we back in the club With our bodies rockin' from side to side (side to side) Thank God the week is done I feel like a zombie gone
Walking along the high tide line Watching the pacific from the sidelines Wonder what it means to live together? Looking for more than just guidelines
They call me King Hov, copy? They call me King Hov, copy? They call me King Hov, copy? They call me King Hov, copy? Yeah, man I'm like woh Kimosabe Your
I figure you'se a ho but you can't help it 'Cause being raised by a ho is kinda hectic Old material bitch Gold-digging for them tender dicks A real nigga
I'm a fuck around and kill yo ass I'm a fuck around and kill yo ass Fuck around and kill yo ass (Say what?) I'm a fuck around and kill yo ass I'm having
[Trick Daddy] We gon' let the band deal with this Ha ha, mmm-hmm M-I-A Style, heh, old school Uh hah.. Okay, shut up! [Chorus: Trick Daddy] Ah hah,
whoa now bitch,yah fill me whoa now.peace an if dont like well than shit on u.
[Old lady (girl)] Hello (Hello um.. is Tony home) No Tony ain't here baby he not here (Oh, he ain't their well can u give him a message) Yeah what u want
[Trick Daddy inhaling] Mystikal the joint on you nigga, hit this shit here [Mystikal:] I heard about you Trick brah, I know what ya'll smoke down yo'
[Verse 1: Money Mark] It's hard for a nigga just to breathe in the streets Let alone trying to make cheese in the streets Nigga's bleeding in the streets
Let's see, what to do today? Fuck that I'm goin to get my money This one in a Thuggin memory That thug nigga Hollywood nigga I did this one in that nigga
[Trick Daddy] 'Posed to be... Land of the free I don't see how Count me in Uh America Oh America Ha-ha-ha America (America) Sweet land of liberty y'all
Now, first off all, y'all hoes should know a nigga don't work fo' y'all My dogs don't give a fuck and we'll fuck you sluts on coconal Bitch, it ain't
[JV] I'm sittin in tha cut, smokin on wha? Hataz betta watch out for tha butt I bring it to ya, wha? Bring it from ya head to ya wha? Yea, I'm real wit
silence, silence all sides raw with indecision without the mind to congregate in fault the line extends to further burden divided friends silence all
And I'm gonna... Maybe it's the pressure of knowing that I'm watching you perform Or maybe you're not used to someone that knows exactly what you want
