know you'd change for me can't you see i'm just an innocent guy staring at you from afar not knowing what i'd do? just you in class in board shorts would
now bring it on Chorus Verse Two: Sean Lett I feel blessed I survived two decades in this world Then Ninety slid in naked now I got a baby girl Ain
jumper Punks step up to get beat down bumper Aliens and bright colors So bright, we be crying like late night mothers Hover board kick flips land it
loves crime every late night he's outside with the nine You ain't got chips, fuck the world you got chips, you can fuck the next mans girl Sounds harsh
can rhyme nigga loves crime Every late night he outside with the nine You ain't got chips fuck the world You got chips you can fuck the next mans girl
sums Stack up, strategize, watch the cars come It's all a game, never get caught in the fame, or short your change Boy is a slang for Dope, girl is Cocaine
sums Stack up, strategize, watch the cars come It's all a game, never get caught in the fame, or short your change Boy is a slang for Dope, girl is
you're shorter than a midget I don't fidget, with the ballet, fuck a dancer Because that's what my pals say And brothers don't shake ya rumps Wearin' biker shorts
but first strip his pockets He shouldn't a got caught in the mixture See I'm the type of nigga to pull out the paintbrush And the board and the paper
of May We were taken on board by a pleasant crew Bound for Americay Fresh water there we did take on Five thousand gallons or more In case we'd run short
I call you from the car to say ill be there in a while A short plane ride and i will get to see your pretty smile Theres nothing on the radio- I fiddle
, imagination is soaring, Designing women with a fat ass like Delta Burke, Working girls still find time just to make it work. B-B-Back to the drawing board
your God for your breath and your health Life is short and all days, surprise Keep your nose clean, open your ears and your eyes [Murs] Call me Mr. President for short
clean The supermarket and the drug store and the bars all doing well Now they were the folks that made America famous Our local fire department stocked with short
Ashanti, what up baby girl? C.Gotti what up? My nigga Phanter My Leg Rock family, Jeff Don, all my Hollywood niggaz All my niggaz, my nigga Nicholas, my nigga Todd Short
Bebop and body bump Let's have some fun with the funk Turn up the bass and pop the trunk This party's too short So come on, get on board and have some
Barely raised by my dysfunctional fam Here I stand as a dysfunctional man Quick temper, short fuse and pissed at God Demons pullin' at my soul till it
