I hit the club with a mug so mean Got them ***** like who the **** is that? Then I hopped up out the car so clean Got them **** like who the **** is that
Yo yo [verse 1- memph] I swear to God I'm addressin all types of shit Tote big guns, with all types of clips See those cars I be in, all types of whips
[DJ Clue] New shit, Nature (Yo, yo Nate, you gon do this for Queens,this one here for Queens yanawmean?) (Yo Nature gon rip this down, for Clueminatti
I don't give a fuck about your Girlfriends I don't give a fuck about your Man boo I don't give a fuck about your friends And your friends ain't shit,
(Pop that fly shit, daddy Clark-Clark-Clark-Clark Kent'll make it hot) [Verse 1: Oran "Juice" Jones] Owwwwwww Let me take your time, baby to tell you
Yo disrespectin me, something I can't ignore And now it's time for you and me to settle that score Time for me to tell you something you oughta know If
They all know me by my car They all know I'm gone, but not how far I'm heading straight down 101 I'm going to go and get me some My lips are movin' but
I pull my pud untill it bleeds I masturbate on toiletseats Girls can't give me the satisfaction I fuck my fist to the rage of passion I wanna fuck myself
[Hook:] Turn my music up, turn my music up Turn my-turn my music up, turn my music up Turn my-turn my music up, turn my music up Turn my music up, turn
FUCK Well I ain't got a fucking problem I just love to say fuck And I don't care who's around me I could really give a fuck And I don't care if you're
When you're young, not much matters When you find something that you care about, Then that's all you got, When you go to sleep at night you dreams of
Do you really wanna fuck with me? no, oh, oh, oh, no, nigga, never flesh. sooner or later, all of you haters gonna catch vapors, you don't wanna test.
What the fuck does it mean to acknowledge this democracy When millons are unemployed and living in the streets What the fuck does it mean to suck the
i'm on a mission i'm in position i'm on a fucking roll you ain't seen nothing i'll show you something out of fucking control i don't go back because my
You took your dirty hand and squeezed my heart , laughed when I said let go Your grip got tighter then I decided I don't love you so I should have known
cassidy verse- aw shit, its money on my damn mind like every damn day like all the damn time, and i be broke if i never wrote all them damn rhymes, cook
My life People don't try to tell me how to live my life Don't try to fill me up with false hopes and lies Show me the truth, they say they'll show the
Don't you tell me that I'm dreaming 'cause I've been here before But that don't mean that I want to be from here anymore! Cause I feel like shit-but