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't touch me
gon eat you how you blowing up n-gga, they chewing you and when you hit rock bottom, they shoo'ing you like "ooh you, ooh, get away" Not you, yeah right
: You wanna eat Duke? Nigga me too I cant preach to you if I can?t feed you I?ll tell you what though I hope these words reach you Cuz you never know
a introduce to you a new dance It's called the money dance You pull the money out your pocket like this You put your hands in the air like this and you
get a sensual seduction Sensual seduction She might be with him But she's thinkin' 'bout me, me, me We don't go to the mall We don't go out to eat, eat, eat
week I flossed on em, bitch I made a movie How you doin? Where you been? Hello to my groupies! Swagga to the moon, man, Gaup in my two hands You can eat
get you, I could get you, get you anything Cha-ching, money ain't a thing Gucci, Gucci, I can be the co-pilot, you could do the driving You could be
[VERSE 1] Say buddy you in my lane You backin up the game You lame You want fame? I can give it to yah daddy I aint took my meds for weeks And I aint
not, baby, when it comes to you I get so hungry when you say you love me Hush if you know what's good for you I think you're hot, I think you're cool You
you play the back, bitch, I?m in the front you need a job, this ain?t cutting it Nicki Minaj is who you ain?t f-cking with You li?l brag a lot, I beat
Shake your booty shawty I'm the shit Why you think Proof used to call me Doodi You can sound the alarm You can call out your guards You can fence in your yard You
or jump like white men, Uhh, fuck you niggas wan' do? No Ceilings let the bullets rain on you, Weezy F the F is for Fuck what you gon' do, Make you people mourn you
cant get my mind off youoowhoo Girl its you no one but you Cause You?re my baby girl Ludacris Listen can?t get you off my mind Even if I tried You?
the season, now the question Time to breathe a moment's grace For the hunter and the hunted Taking time to break the pace Are you hopeful? Are you haunted
Oh, oh You ain't gotta clock-in tonight Girl, I wanna hear you echo Wanna hear you echo I called your boss and he knows you ain't coming in today Sex
a man Now, as for the way we make em scream and shout, bitches One by one I knock you out, bitches One by one I knock you out, bitches You're dippin
. Your worst enemy could be your best friend, And your best friend your worse enemy. Some will eat and drink with you, Then behind them su-su 'pon you