don?t need this Everything is fixed in a slow kiss I don?t need to see you standin? there I don?t need to beware I don?t care, I don?t care, I don?t
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the tip Of my knob when I aim I don't miss Aim it to suckers that come around jockin On my tip when on the radio my recors be rockin Don't come frontin
behind us, way behind We on the hardcore grind I never take my mission for granted Since I'm cool they go and take it for weakness Better take it in stride They don't
because they think I'm rich Take my kindness for weakness even if I slip up you bring up the real quick just like mama used to say Lyrics don't let any
Bitch, you crazy cause you quit, look at my clique lately You ain't f-cking wit' Budden, you ain't got no choice with Royce You don't wanna see the Crooked
thing before, You know the kind, the one who you think is for sure. So don't you go letting me down, 'Cause I couldn't take it no more. Don't you go letting
trust other motherfuckers and uh give em' a chance Don't mistake my kindness as a weakness Cause I work out my mental as well as my physical fitness
It's a sensuous whisper That makes my body weak It's that sensuous whisper That's sweeter than the sweetest sweet It's that sensuous whisper That makes my
the game ain't work __ then the streets don't care [Verse 2] Jesse a old as player jesse kind of like my plug Jesse always got gud work bu he don't
his head Wally World (Just hold ya head) True Dog (Just hold ya head) Kerry Dope (Just hold ya head) My cousin Chris (Just hold ya head) Hold ya head
Pushers, dealers, crack heads are buying Now the dealer's in jail, all the crack heads are dying My man got AIDS, he was hit hard To get laid, he paid
stay beneath us Flip like Batman and Bruce Wayne Don't take my kindness for weakness, 36 peak shit Sweetness, ride the bridges skim the bubbles real fridged Don't
freaks in designer jeans That go to extremes to conjure all kinds of schemes Half the time, it ain't even responsibly Tryin' to take me some place I ain't
I got a room and a hard on, Still down? Met ya standin at a bar full of black dudes Said ya wanna see my scars and my tatooes When we head for my hideout
Don't know what you got but my bag'll put yo' stuff to shame All the different kinds and other flavors, they don't mean a thang You can't compare it don
ll only take a second or two, after some fools snaps Law and order is restored by my hero Charlie Mack Wheel off into the limo, and head for the jam Charlie
worldwide grabbin' my dick I'll never learn take away the pain with sherm Throwin' gas on my enemies watchin' them burn Call my posse, I'm shootin' up the casket take
