too well I love the smell of dirty laundry, as you throw me out of your hotel One, two, three, four I'll be knocking at your door Things in two's don
we flip, let's all flip together 'Cause I'm prepared, kid, for rough weather And we gotta realize, the boys on the east side You call 'em S-A's, I call
No ceilings.. o o ok, i got this chrome on this bugatti Im strong in this bugatti 2 v8?s aint no such thing as driving calm in this bugatti Bitch I?m
really raw AK's you can't tuck it, thats really raw Watching porno's on the iPad, thats really raw Lamourghini's with the wide baggage, really raw [Tyga] It's
between "Death is Certain," and "Rock City" But along that way, I manage to find my independence So that's where we at right now Royce Da 5'9", "Independent's
correctly it was the middle of spring Walkin' with my boys, contemplating what summer will bring We started talkin' about girls and it was the funniest thing
a pre-(?) agreement in the cement jungle Kill each other over money and white boys for fun [Female Singer] Don't come my way Hawks feel the day Things
We big boys, we do big things, born in this county of kings I ain't got shit, I spread things, take things Fuck whenever my mood swings, from the summer
while with my crazy flow I was born and raised in ramulous that's where I first learned how to bust this song is making history 'cause it's real, it's
even know you that well What the hell summer spell What's it like Goin' out No-one knows what you're about Abused and used and cut in two The hollow
Let me tell y'all a story So far fetched it must be true 'Bout a bunch of fatherless boys from Florida One is man enough for two Practiced twelve hours
place next to the other boys in line To serve his patriotic duty Well, it's kinda rude the way people stare He said, "I'd like all... all... the things
even know you that well (But) what the hell, summer spell What's it like going out And/When no one knows what you're about Abused and used and cut in two
hear it for the girl she's from around the way I need an around the way girl Around the way girl That's the one for me She's the only one for me I need
the boys said man is he ever cool And he pointed to the man who's picture was on the magazine cover And everybody kinda said under their breath yeah he's
for the battle Money on my mind, that's all I think of Married to the game, never takin' my ring off M.O.B. yeah that's my theme song Smokin' two L's
Q-Tip 'cause they breath and stop Believe or not, the ki's ten G's a wat Until I die apple and eagle that be's the block And he's so hot that four hundred
I got a fetish for boys that's pushing them nice toys A fetish for dem boys that's fresher than altoids I got a thing for a dude in a fresh pair of Mauris
