or them Just livin' their lives how they want them to be 10 fingers and 11 toes 10 fingers and 11 toes 10 fingers and 11 toes 10 fingers and 11 toes
'm stronger now than I ever was before You think I never could have seen it all It seems you want me just to watch me fall Your fingers and your lips are beautiful Your fingers
out the bounce Yes, just point out the bounce nigga ya, listen Rumor has it 'The Blueprint Classic' Couldn't even be stopped by Bin Laden So September 11
for us And the songs ginormous, the whole formula's switched 'Cause we don't know anymore, what are hits Is it the beat? Is it the rap Is it a finger
the trench, fin to blow that chest But you shoulda wore a vest, fool 'Cause the Bone don't front, nigga check or get wrecked Got Flesh on the set with his finger
Me and some of the boys were sitting around the other night Started talking about politics, religion, love and life And what a shame it was about 9/11
4'11-6 feet Lil' mama was a big freak The 6 footer had her time with me I got some supermodel head on Miami Beach Then I finger fucked the woman on the
piranhas You tried to pull a ditty, ho But you the one who got the alternative rockers up in your video You get addicted You can take your four fingers
You tried to pull a ditty, ho But you the one who got the alternative rockers up in your video You get addicted You can take your four W fingers and stick
a ditty, ho But you the one who got the alternative rockers up in your video You get addicted You can take your four W fingers and stick it in Mack 10
to me Can't wait 'till Kim sees me Now is it worth it? Look at my life, how is it perfect? Read my lips bitch, what? My mouth isn't working? You read this finger
for us and the songs ginormous, the whole formula's switched cause we don't know anymore, what are hits is it the beat, is it the rap is it a finger
You are the blood flowing through my fingers All through the soil and up in those trees 1-9-7-9 That was the year California would go blind My Momma
try me cause I am HOT! Police cars with they sirens combined when I'm rhymin Sayin they got a call that somebody 'round here done fired SHOTS! Mac-11'
can't forget 3rd coast customs Got da van lookin' like a slice of blueberry pie And I love vegetables in fact I'm wearin' 70 karats around my neck And 11 mo around my finger
9/11 clouds and bullets that grain Don't calm down this is soldier game Kill for money, the raw and the Caine Let me, see you flag, the color of car nigga Fix your fingers
[U-God] Sadly, tragedy happen Lost in captivity, imagine me happily clappin Big barrels, heavy ammo, man the mammal Packed in commando, rapidly practice supreno Crack my fingers
I usually avoid any kind of confrontation, conversation, in moderation Lips sealed but my fingers are flying And hours the hours pass, they grow more
