run, the first one to come, shit your boy smooth as the verse when I'm done, I used to say I wouldn't amount to nothin', Even my momma ain't know she
. Q:It's a shame, but this game baby. I got it in me, ain't no lame when it comes to women. I'm all up in 'em. Sing a song, take 'em home
cause im one of a kind and ill shock your mind ill put t-t-tickets in your behind i said 1-2-3-4, come on girls get on the floor a-come alive, yall a-
Them pretty boys had them gals, spend their time flirting All the wanted was some waves, like they fucking surfing Hold up now don?t get it twisted, I aint hating do your thing
again I did it for you Young dude, I remember coming home after school Changing channels from videos back to cartoons Up late talking on the phone under my bed So momma couldn't hear some of the things
with the anger your stare theres a danger in the air you can smell it you can tell theres somethin wrong wit you you got the hurt and take it home wit
creep Southside young beast that's how I come on these streets [Chorus] [Lil' Phat:] Look, I got a jag and it's sleepin on duces Funeral home my whips
im one of a kind and ill shock your mind ill put t-t-tickets in your behind i said 1-2-3-4, come on girls get on the floor a-come alive, yall a-gimme
hot home cooked breakfast Delicious and piping hot in only 3 microwave minutes? (Are you kidding?) Yo, pretty packages of frosted delights Look, it comes
news Iron cuffs - arms through it; or stuffed with embalmin fluid Shit, I'm goin through it - mom dukes too Tears streamin down her pretty face, she got
seen some things that made me feel kinda funny inside, i seen some things, that my momma wouldnt want me to see at this size I seen some stuff, home
only 2 things that are cute and that's squirells and little puppy dogs. Whoo! I tell ya what, I hate wearing this thing, its like kissing your great
in my bed I told dad you didn't mean those nasty things you said You fight about money, bout me and my brother And this I come home to, this is my
Slayton's oldest boy from his second marriage up in Illinois He was raised in East St. Louis by his momma's people Where they do things different Thought he'd just come
girl, you used to love nice things Pretty party dresses, candy and rings You was your Momma's little angel, Daddy's little girl They used to fix your hair up in pretty
home base I just treat 'em like a spare (Yeah) You know I stay wit a beautiful little thing And after me, it's Neef abusin that little thing, look (together
like I care (Care) Safe home base I just treat 'em like a spare (Yeah) You know I stay wit a beautiful little thing And after me, it's Neef abusin that