When it comes to you And what you always do I have so much to say But so little is said So much I wanna do But nothing gets done It's just one of those
curious When it comes to you And what you always do I have so much to say But so little is said So much I wanna do But nothing gets done It's just one
in the middle of that peril I'm still rocking new apparel I just left the casino, I got money by the barrels I feel like I'm Al Pacino I'm counting Robert
paper I could feel a fire burning me like a laser I could see her thighs through uniform pants so I didn't leave a tip I left her an advance, along with
I'm not loose, I like to party Let's get lost in your Ferrari Not psychotic or dramatic I like boys and that is that Love it when you call me legs
't stop calling me I'm kinda busy Stop callin' Stop callin' I don't wanna think anymore I left my head and my heart on the dance floor Stop callin' Stop callin' I
sex and all my bitches like packages they get FedEx you can call 'em priority of 'da next day they call the next day like "Maine I'm still rollin'" I'm like
it Life is too short and I got no time to sit around just wasting it So I pace this shit a little bit quicker that clock I'm racing it, doubling time it But I
we like to do The next time I come home I'll stay (girl yeah yeah) I hear you calling I've gotta get back home I'll never leave again I feel your love
get it, Never been the type with tight jeans, I wont fit it When I see those scene girls, bet they all gonna get it And I'm living clean Now a lot of
know it, it all begins with Him Life as we know it, it all ends with Him If I was you I would never try to pretend with Him He might spaz and blow it, I
almost through) time is runnin out (there's nothin left to do) when they're callin you When the angels call like (i answer) Verse 2: calling, for you, i
I love you, baby, come on I love you baby, I love you, baby You drive me crazy, I love you, baby I'll never betray thee, I love you, baby I love you
Cause they see, who I'ma be by like 2003 That Nigga D took it there He thought it was a joke He went through like 20 G's and thought that I was broke
I was on some shit Look, you against me is really nothin' to see Who, when, where, what it's gon' be I don't give a fuck if it's he or she I'm the virgin
I want it I'm gon' have it Regardless if it's handed to me or I gotta grab it Don't make a ass outta yourself tryna stop me I'm cocky, rap's "Rocky",
check your distribution My songs bump in Houston like Scarface produced 'em You ain't gotta like me, you just mad 'Cause I tell it how it is, and you tell it how it
