down low so she knows I mean business And maybe we could talk this over Cause I could be your best bet Let alone your worst ex And let alone your
Jynx me something crazy Thinking if it's three then I'm as smooth as the skin rolls across the small of your back It's too bad it's not my style
hold me back) And will you tell all your friends you've got your gun to my head This all was only wishful thinkin, this all was only wishful thinkin
song about you should have known on your way home [4 times throughout repetition without "should have known on your way home" during last time] Don't call my name out your
tell you it's something unforgivable Best friends means I pulled the trigger Best friends means you get what you deserve Best friends means I pulled the trigger Best friends
your, hold your breath (I know somethin that you don't know) Because you'll only make things worse Hold your breath Because you'll only make things worse Hold your
Think of all the fun you had. The finest line divides a night well spent from a waste of time. Think of all the days you spent alone with just your
with me baby girl On a trip around the world while I play with your curls Play with your titty nipples will that make your toes curl You a bad motherfucker baby it's your
radio is playin' Oh, I can't believe my ears And what everybody is sayin' Boy, I tell you folks don't know the half I would give it all up just to take
'all better quit too 'fore a nigga come blast you Blast you, hit 'em up like 'Pac did Take 'em hostage, terrorize and torture Your ghetto resource'll be pay back
fab Your clothes are very kitch just because your daddy is rich You sound so funny with your voice all plummy Now your cheque's just bounced, better run to your
hustlin rocks on my block, cause they gone pay gonna make my fetti, keep the beat steady drop your drop on the belly, make your trunk wave keep your corner
's the same old day. All these mixtape rappers now want to claim king Everybody saying they are bringing New Yor back But we the only niggas you pitch back the back
s bitches all over the place To Tell you the truth we havin a ball There's bitches all over the place There's bitches all over the place why is you niggas all
four wheels Jump on in, tell your friends We'll be raisin' hell where the black top ends We're chillin' on a back road We're laid back, swervin' like
waitin' Better be bout your issues For your ass they gon' be chasin' And every man for they self in that pen So if ya all in nigga, ya all in For help
down, hustlin rocks on my block cause they gone pay, gonna make my fedy keep the beat steady drop your drop on the belly make your trunk wave, keep your