me have to do ya Boo-ya, you see what Lunatics'll do to ya Tip-[Incomprehensible] pursuer, get 'er in a room and do 'er First cat out the Lou that you
me, you finito, finished I've seen wild cats diminished, foldin' for, Bad Boy's known to ball Internationally, I'm sayin' actually I have to be the next cat
ers on the inside Touchdown, a nigga going long, field goal, extra point a nigga going strong 210 on the dash, blue jean inside, white wit blue top,
Hump] What's up yo? Pardon me, but I gots to go, where the bathroom at? Y'all got liquor? Come on, Trina! Yo this house is fat 'Ey cat, you wanna hit
The home of big gats, deep dish hammer rim caps Have a mishap, push ya wig back Where you go to get the fresh trim at Four on the jake got the Timb rack Blue
made no money Yet I done made this is my fourth album yo, this my fourth album I ain't made a dime yet This nigga made one album, he makin' wild records
set Wu-Tang, man I love my set Niggas coming up here cause this is where the cheese at Look here, more money, more problems, my ass You'se a naive cat
We keep two bones and two phones in each rover We all relaxed and any beef we over-reactin Peace to lorey actins, but I get buck wild like corey jackson
few friendz, I gotta few endz Enough to buy dat blue Benz wit a lot of blue trim Yes some new rimz, spreewellz do spin Berry blue ginn mixed wit cherr
wattage Blankin' out bought my first eight ball for eighty dollars Learned who not to trust grew obnoxious So niggas start to hate me same time the boys in blue
and parle' in the bay, Play with the bitches in havana and come back with the yay Front all my niggas nothin' left but qb's, Sit back like a fat cat
smooth, from his top to his shoes Sang the blues, guitar strings, he played smokin' his kools The pelican hat, picture this yo, seventies cat He wrote
none had she known And she never had dreams so they never came true Oh, my fade away angel, an angel in blue Angel in blue Angel in blue Angel in blue
I'm sitting in my bedroom overlooking Findhorn Bay Cluny Hill ion the distance summer on the way Blue skies and sailing boats like a picture in a book
I'm sitting in my bedroom Overlooking Findhorn Bay Cluny Hill in the distance Summer on the way Blue skies and sailing boats Like a picture in a book
wild cat, runnin' from the wolf pack They're gonna put me in the slammer If they catch me with that Alabama high test 65 southbound cruisin' with a half-pound Blue
pop poped right our her sun wouth. this the crazy truth, this mamy rockin daisy dukes got choked until she turnt baby blue, that shit was shady to. cuz this cat
I got a woman, Mean as she can be I got a woman, Mean as she can be Sometimes I think She's almost mean as me A black cat up and died of fright 'Cause
