record, I'll let you film me On your video phone, make a cameo Tape me on your video phone, I can handle you Watch me on your video phone, on your video
my mojo was active Looks from the hoes that were more than likely passive Back when let me not reflect on the old sh-t I'm on to the new act, on to my
gon' be here awhile In the bathroom, flat irons and nail files Spending hours in salons on your hairstyles In the mall steady racking up the air miles Hit the gym, step on
Feel it comin' in the air And the screams from everywhere I'm addicted to the thrill It's a dangerous love affair Can't be scared when it goes down Got
Yo, yeah, yo Uhh, uhh, yeah, yo Uhh, uhh, yeah, yo Uhh, uhh, G. Dep! [G. Dep] A child of the ghetto, nobody explain it to me Livin the scripture the
pa I'm tired of niggas hating on a muthafucka Let's take it to the next millennium on these bitches You got to keep bubblin' on 'em Platinum doublin' on
m slidin through the Ruckers, with Prada on the Chuckers (uh) So the spring break hoes, home from college wanna fuck us (ha) I ain't here to drop knowledge on
Sittin on twenty-two's, that's what long money do Now the Don's on it, Diddy shine on it Tell Flex to run it back and drop a bomb on it Sunday we layin
on comin lemme exchange da currency coz its so foreign i got dat arab money (money) makin upto 5 kind your minds on the money, diamond mine still runnin
, 2, 3 Testing 1, 2, 3 Check this out, listen to me, listen Life is tricky I'm picky baby, but I just spotted you Doin' your thing, g-string, shoe string
in the air don't ever disrespect Woo hah, I got you all in check Busta Rhymez, up in the place true indeed Yes, I catch wreck and that's word on my
" Nose in the air,turnin' you down But you don't,you keep frontin' When all that's really on your mind is what? Kickin' conversation,ain't talkin' 'bout nothin' "Yo baby L.G
it's show time, time to flow time Evil lost the records but we still gotta go time The house is packed, everybody's on their feet So I say, "Throw on
It was a Saturday night on the streets of Cali Threw on my dope silk suit, brushed off my suede Bally's Threw on enough gold for any girl's pleasure Left
Got a lot to handle We taking over the world Yeah Were an army Better yet, a navy Better yet, crazy Guns in the air Guns in the air Guns in the air Can
front the bill I'm the big Dogg, best beware You coming with me, if you stop and stare Should be on my team in my car on the way to the spot Yes, you
Let's get it poppin' I'm in Miami trick Drink all day Play all night Let's get it poppin' I'm in Miami Trick Everybody on smash (smash) Hands in the air (air) I'm feelin on