you do your thing boy You are to me See I can understand that you are just a man Tryin' to be all that he can be I'll say Go and get your paper, babe
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you do your thing boy ?? you are to me See I can understand that you are just a man Tryin' to be all that he can be I'll say... Go and get your paper
"how you got them?" Let's talk about the cars y'all got You say you got a lotta whips, well I got a lot I got the right to be cocky Get so much cut,
on the paper chase, my man paypa straight He took me to his house, welcome to the safe Oh my God, he made it hard to keep a straight face I got 'em on
really they two faced Hopein u trip and slip over your own shoe lace That's why I tuck em in not givin' a fuck again D.R.A you add the K.E a hundred
be racketeerin' somewhere Bustin' shots in the atmosphere and Not caring, fuckin' the prosecutor at my hearin' Money laundering, honies wondering Who me? I reply casually Come, what God would be if He was a
delivery!!! Ay yo hold up a second......this is the remix so let's bring back my man, Craig Mack [Verse 4: Craig Mack] Aiyyo you must wanna be in the
, would that make him a criminal? And then he cheated in Florida, would that make him a Seminole? I say and I quote, we need a miracle And I say a miracle
a star And I can?t help but wait Listen, it ain't fresh To just let him call the shots You?re a queen, you should be Gettin' all that someone?s got You should be
is abused And the faces of a tired generation Have decided they are sick of being used For the purpose of current declarations Still the same, it will never change
"I'm the minstrel man, the cleaning man The pole man, the shoeshine man I'm a nigger man, watch me dance I put the lyrics on the paper with the pen Evil
, talented A power entertainer Catapultin above the top Nat The Cat, too swift to be stopped I'm like Jordan, a team player on a solo flight Lookin down on MC's faces
! Get used to me! What you think man? What you think? What you think? When they face to face with a real nigga huh? You face to face with a real nigga
, you wanna kill me What it be, dog? We getting money here Wanna snitch, man, get us a hundred years That's sad dawg, why you mad for? Is it the face
He seen a thousand faces come and go But he?s still here, nobody steels his show With a bottle a gin and a Martin guitar Man, the world's never seen a
it but now shes living in a spaceship she said son i'm getting older told her money buys everything would u like a face lift see i didn't know i would be
and Timbaland back up on they shit again got your bitch attention cos' I'm cooler than a ceiling fan. Hey listen man respect my G and I can be a gentleman
