son-of-a-bitch Paw its just Bubba [Bubba Sparxxx] They just want to listen They don't want to hear it They just want to touch it They don't want to
When you gon' find out, you can do it if you want to Pull up the New Test, click John 14 I can do great things cause of God in me If God's in me, why
did I ever do to you? " [Hook] [Verse 2:] They be, always be complaining All about they problems Everything they got ain't enough, they want more of
own right When it comes to rhyme and rap 'cause all i do is kick facts Unlike Iceberg Slimm And all of them be claimin' be P.I.M.P. No, I'm not going
these bitches will since I'm pimpin everybody wants my riches and I can't keep the Don from buying weed actin everytime I smoke constantly and can't flinch me
Richie Rich) Ha ha ha, mutha-fuckin' westside niggas Gotta love gangsta's (You got to love a gangsta) You gotta love gangsta's Tha Realest Richie Rich
the space cage roll, Coffee Shop stop my lungs are gettin' lovely, Amsterdam a place called home, Why does everybody keep on planting bud seeds, It's obvious to me
U'd take any one boy or girl? CHORUS: Anna Stesia come 2 me, talk 2 me, ravish me Liberate my mind Tell me what U think of me, praise me, craze me
ll be there Compton behind me ask Nas queens is with me You ain't never sold crack in your life I'm takin your fiends with me My guns smoke like Robert
you're tagged lame the game is follow the leader Everybody want a piece of your scrilla, so you gotta keep it realer Kidnap n*ggaz wanna steal ya Broke n*ggaz want
bitches will since I'm pimpin everybody wants my riches and I can't keep the Don from buying weed actin everytime I smoke constantly and can't flinch me
me Oh yeah, you wanna hit this Na Na? Gotta take me on a shopping spree Gotta buy me a six double-o Before you talk about love to me [Foxy Brown (Singer