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ass bottles, big ice buckets I work too hard to be balling on a budget Me and my people do it big out in public 'Cause if you don't do it big, you ain't
me if you don't understand me Had my heart broken by this woman named Tammy But ho's gon' be ho's so I couldn't blame Tammy Just talk to moms, told
hate? Have a nice time While I get stupid paper, hey, my dough ain't in this right mind Now I don't really care what you call me Just as long as you don't
I didn't promise you a rose garden Along with the sunshine There's gotta be some rain sometimes Watch out I didn't promise you a rose garden (Yeah) Along
) Who's the boss? Dudes is lost Don't think 'cause I'm iced out, I'ma cool off Who else but me? And if you don't feel me (Who else?) That mean you can
Who's a nigga harder than me? On the boats, make it known how the slaughterin' be Damn, Curry ain't the shit? Put the name in your mouth Got it different? You ain't
than just to lust women Gotta be more than platinum Rolexes, 600's and crushed linen Praise your name, I know some of them hate their due Judgment day, don't they know they can't
met her uptown on dyckman, aight then Talkin that, how she only dealt with businessmen Niggaz, baggin' joints, money off and on the books The ones who stand firm like ain't
You are now entering a Bad Boy zone (3x) Yeah! [Morock] This is for the niggas who ain't got shit to love I cripple thugs, just because You not Jada
who am I? It's P. Diddy muthafucka Do or die? Don't give a fuck motherfucker Roll through, trust no chicken Tigh kids are tellin' me what's ammunition Buck
like eighty-nine All the homies on the southside up in the Ritz Tuesday night, the Velvet Room same shit Wednesday Strokers I don't go no mo' Cause they don't
