is I smoke so much weed 'cause I don't no where my head is I might have fame, but I'm still low on credit Management loved the money, someone tell me where my bread
sulking They said I was too grimey Now me and P. Diddy on the iChat laughing and joking Make some noise And I hope all you A and R's heard that I got so much
be an addicted diabetic Living off liquid Triametic Pathetic, but I don't think this headache's ever vanishing Panicking, I think I might have just took too much
much Somebody that you can just talk to And a little of that human touch Baby in a world without pity Do you think what I'm askin's too much ?
talk with God You're so frustrated, worryin' 'bout your bread And some mornings, you don't even wanna get out the bed When you lose too much too bad
boy Diddy It's big nigga talk right here motherfucker Come on check this out, go Who the fuck talking money, ha, ha, ha, funny I got so much money, my
wish that I could sing another song but my rhythm is too much pain Sunshine is the level that I think I'm on, so tell me why it's so much rain? Day to
is on the line and my sanity?s gone (Verse) You picked a fine time to leave me, now this house aint a home I had no problem being faithful; I love you so much
up [Chorus - w/ ad libs] [Break - Chamillionaire - singing] So you should love me baby (let's go), I'm puttin it down I get love from ladies, they love
streets is watchin') Street niggaz, street niggaz We makin' plenty bread and we reppin' our hood What can I say about these streets that I be walkin'? Not too much
take these girls out to eat and they leave from you and visit me Pimping is something that I learned but don't use much like calligraphy I'm visibly,
' heads schoolin me, sayin' "Soak it up" A lot of niggas in my position don't know as much A lot of women from conversation could fall in love And that
repeat 2X] Love and hate, love and hate Love and hate, love and hate I love you/I hate you, I love you/I hate you I love you/I hate you, love and
out, my neck, my back Work it all night, this ain't no tease You gonna be scarred, I'm a sweat that weave Now you can't drive, it's too much speed Just
car with a big gun Ridin' 'round, sittin' on dubs Smokin' on a fat one, baby, wassup? I heard you'se lost in love, now I don't see ya much But I know
perpetrating about Got big guns dog one pop and you out Love women that suck and keep the nut in they mouth While I lean back gee king how she loving
mind, tryin' to stay high Losin 'my mind, tryin' to stay high Losin 'my mind, tryin' to stay high Losin 'my mind, tryin' to stay high I got so much trouble
, pay yours nigga Mines under the seat, by my feet, where's yours nigga? Too much hoarse liquor, huh? Too much pressure, too much force Too much money