The night is young and you're so beautiful, Here among the shadows, beautiful lady, open you heart. The scene is set, the breezes sing of it, Can'
bout Draped up and dripped out, know what I'm talking bout Draped up and dripped out, know what I'm talking bout It's da kid Young Frank and I'm bringin
and the Queen of hip-hop, me and B.I. Frank White still listen to all the (a)'ttention I'm by his side, with the chrome fifth, playin my position Sexy, young
holla at a playa Cell phone or pager If you bout paper Holla at a holla at a holla at a playa Remix Baby Jae Millz You can go and tell them other
Now ever since we was young kids it's been the same come down I get a call over the radio Franky's in trouble downtown Well if it was any other man,
[Noreaga] Big pun In honor, in honor Yeah I got love, a tattoo don't make a thug Jose Luis got ya, golden guns, Frank Sinatra I know you love it when
eyes, like 'True Lies', kill 'em and flee the scene Just bring back the coke or the cream Or else, your life is on the shelf, we mean this Frank Them
-hop, me and B.I. Frank White still listen to all the attention I'm by his side, with the chrome fifth, playin' my position Sexy young thing, from the
Began to encounter, wit my counter-parts On how ta burn the block apart Break it down into section, drugs by the selection Some use pipes, others use injections Syringe sold separately, Frank
my voice, nigga, check the words I'm in for winter to doe's that pinch merds from the cur Dodgin' and dippin' the narcs It's the young Frank Matthews
Got a brother named Frankie Frankie ain't no good Ever since we were young kids it's been the same come down I'd get a call on a short way Frankie
to, Artesian You's a young cat, dumb cat, always been a slum cat Next session, ask your man who front that Bennie Franks is the name, you should honor
paper in hand They gotta brag about the Feds young man Old cribs I sold, y'all drive by like monuments Google Earth Nas, I got flats in other continents
've done been through bro' Man, a brother done been in this rap game for ten years, man I've been from hell and back, you know Frank But what's gon'
I-I-Iced out the crown and flooded the Frank Muller (Chorus) Yeah You wanna take me out..well it ain't easy iss E.V.E hoe you can't see me I'm the
Good!), girl you make me feel (Good!) Girl you make me feel (Good!) [Verse: Young Buck] She calls me daddy, carries my Louis Vuitton luggage Frank Mullers
share Everything I bare Everything I care about Has all been washed up, way to the shore But we got more More in store [Birdman] This for you bird lady Yeah young
say productivity is up this month but I've lost my passion sick of waiting in line for my weekly chocolate ration its bad health and industrial sadness never helped by tofu franks
