Tekst:
Faces Without Names She S Got Issues

services of AK's I'm out here bad I know niggas who got grenades That's how it is in New Orleans Niggas don't go to school in the morning You get popped without

wife she better work a little harder Stop them kids from screaming, it's pushing me even farther! It's my daughter's birthday, Billy, you like this gift? Your name's

stick-o's still my stick-o My stick man be my stick man 'til the tombstone (mmm, mmm) You got rhymes? You got stomach for the Mobb? You got stomach for

Lil' Wayne's Verse: Not today, Just not today, Please not today, I don't really got time to stop and talk But don't take it personal I been up all night

she better work a little harder Stop them kids from screaming, it's pushing me even farther! It's my daughter's birthday, Billy, you like this gift? Your name's

of AK's I'm out here bad I know niggas who got grenades That's how it is in New Orleans Niggas don't go to school in the morning You get popped without

stick-o's still my stick-o My stick man be my stick man 'til the tombstone (mmm, mmm) You got rhymes? You got stomach for the Mobb? You got stomach for

must be destroyed! But then there's Audrey, lovely Audrey If life were tawdry and impoverished as before she might not like me, she might not want me Without my plant, she