about it like you know about it Do, Do you love me? You scream about it like your all about it I don't feel the same You talk about it like you know
it was 'All About the Benjamins', I had two bezels on my arm Like a Don's supposed to, Sean Ride with a chauffeur in Gucci loafers And switch to All Stars
now and then she still likes to get A little out of control I used to work a little construction But I never got along with my boss So I do a little
they don?t care cos their life is a movie, Starring Louis V, paid for by yours truly, Truthfully, its a joke, like a bad episode of hollyoaks, Can?t keep
'Scuse me, as I kiss the sky Sing a song of six pence, a pocket full a rye Who the fuck wanna die for their culture Stalk the dead body like a vulture
hoes like movie stars Checkin' my traps like a dirty rat I was born to mack I'm hookin' hoes like crack, I be a monkey on your back bitch Until you kick that Short Dog habit
the weekend But they don't care 'cause their life is a movie Starring Louis V, paid for by yours truly Truthfully, it's a joke like a bad episode of
out of the rut You just could not break the string of bad luck A day where Murphy's law takes over your life And you just can't seem to do a darn thing
disrespect my mind, don't disrespect my clika Don't disrespect my mind, don't disrespect my clika A maggots gon' be a maggot, fagot's gon' be a fagot
', show me them bad habits I don't give a fuck 'cuz I'm just Drinkin', smokin', straight West-coastin' Bitches puttin' ass in motion Pussy poppin', sex promotin' Got a
I'd be like, look at me If I was shooting star I be like shooooom If I was a fat bitches thong I'd be like hell nah If I was a hotties thong I'd be like
a million questions like, "Joc, where you stay?" Tell 'em College Park where they chop cars Get 20 grand, spend a grand at the bar Just bought a zone
is what you never say. Matter of fact i havent had a drink well since yesterday. My dictions a lil slurry and visions a lil blurry Stomache bubblin a lil bit, chickens a
-star tryin' to keep you closer In my holster, like a thoroughbred supposed to I need a j-lo chick Not worry about her, Chris, or Ben affleck Yeah, I did a few flicks my chicks above average No bad habits
'Scuse me as I kiss the sky Sing a song of six pence, a pocket full a rye Who the fuck wanna die for their culture? Stalk the dead body like a vulture
