lovely person Not been considered very nice. My social skills would fit good in prison. Until I met you. No memory of a time or a place and my dealers
I got a strange desire, like I'm tied to a wire. But the morning after, t he feeling is long gone. I got you served on a plate, I wouldn't call it the
Sunday morning, without warning knocks me off my feet. Out of order, on the border where two weeks meet. Next week's calling with golden promises Ask
Oh Allison, look at you now. You finally made it, I must take a bow. You had a plan, to get this far. You always knew that you'd be a star. I'm so proud
This is a song that I wrote some time ago, this is a song about me and this boy. We got along,we went out almost every night but something went wrongwhen
We broke up once, and now we will break up twice. We have to end this curse, no matter who's first. I lied straightfaced and always thought of myself
He walks around town like he owns every piece of the ground He walks around town l ike he knows everything that's worth to be known. She walks around
When he saw her face, he quickly got deranged. She was from a fairytale, a godess within hail. Little did he know, cause it just didn't show. That she
of here Nigga be snorin all night I can't sleep (hehe) Call that big butt nurse with the long hair to come suck my dick (Bad Boy Big, c'mon) The doctor
jus like a rosta And u know its M.O.B. live like a mobster Tell me how them project niggas live like the doctors Studied them projects niggas we got our doctorates
like a rosta And u know its M.O.B. live like a mobster Tell me how them project niggas live like the doctors Studied them projects niggas we got our doctorates
, people know He gon' blow He been talking get, get, get, get that dough Y'all hear that blocka, blocka So call the doctor, doctor I deal what I deal
' her her son's on life support? And just imagine how my girl feel On the plane scared as hell, that her guy look like Emitt Till She was with me before the deal
I strip you naked In a tight little world and are you on the list? Stepford wives, who are we to complain? Investments and dealers, investments and dealers
'll have a label and make deals with Tommy Motolla Momma always told me "You're one in a million" Always watch your back, never tangle with Haitian Sicilians Now I got a record deal
roll up a fat one, make it POD'ed They lable me killa, drug dealer and burn up nigga crazy weed and... [LAYZIE BONE] Blaze up a blunt, gotta have that
I'm tryin' ta to maintain with all of these games Me and my ex be sexing but I ain't her mayne You, you know the deal when the love is real But it's complicated
gimme a dollar for no beer umm why don't you gimme a lyrical shoutout on your album junior? C'mon man gimme somethin man! Common! Ah heh! Let's Make a Deal