know) If you want everything you want (But shit I don't know, I don't know) There's always something you got to give up (Yeah, I know) If you want everything
you know what we need [I] What can I have? [Common] You can have your Life [Immens] You can have your Bran [Common] You can have your Puffs [Immens
shit, Yo fuck you you and you you, fuck you and you See that, Brooklyn get shoot to shit Aiyyo bitch, you know what I want and what I bring You know
On everything I got e'rything for the drama, puff marijuana To the Shawnna and put it on ya Flows who you froze in a coma We so relentless, you know
you been feinin? my body I see us leaving the party, now tell me what you gon? do? Somebody told me you been thinkin? about me And I been thinkin? it probably could be me on you
we came to do was tear up the spot Think we care if you, you, you, roll behind us or not? I'm the one man army, the one hand on the Tommy If you standing
, consealed tech And I know she feelin' me, I know she wantin' me [Chorus] She feelin' me (I'm feelin you) She wantin' me (I want you) I'm feelin' her (You
get you a hook From this nigga right here, I know you know And you gotta pay extra for the video So cut the check for the right amount If not, you can
you the rest I know the game hoe, and I'm a vet Playing broads ain't based on love You want my money, I wanna fuck And after we do all that, I talk about you
one tonight, fo yo sorrows Just to let you know that everything is straight I say stank you very much 'cause we appreciate the hate Now go get yourself a handgun, you
y'all are player haters You can never fly or get a seat in my Lear, you need a high chair You can try the one but it will get you done You can go and
tons Run! If you ain't do shit, you it That next felony, nigga, it's like three zip So, run! Hop fences, jump over benches! When you see me comin' get
x2] [Verse 3 - R. Kelly] Let's stop the bull{shit} baby Let me take you to the stop, get you hot So you wanna be with me, Puff Daddy B.I.G., bring that
brotha, crush the weed Not Puff Daddy, no boy, I puff the trees In a room full of crackers, I might cut the cheese They called me Mr. I got what you
' Well, I'm fuckin' you tonight Let's stop the bullshit, baby Let me take you to the spot, get you hot So you wanna be with me, Puff Daddy B.I.G., bring
Real generals never fail eighteen Would you believe, I know what's up your sleeve If you said in your last time, (?) And thought he saw the devil, Jay kissed his feet You
That nigga that yo' bitches wanna creep wit That nigga that you can't get along wit Playa hate but you wanna do a song wit That nigga that you see