my man You gon' have to back up If you don't back up Ain't nobody gettin' in here We 'bout to shut the doors down Back it up, back it up right now Ay
days ain't sunny We showin' you the good, the bad, the ugly Niggaz give pounds and hug me, tho they really wanna slug me We showin' you the good, the
got me fly when she could But they all didn't see The little bit of sadness in me, Scotty I've got some issues that nobody can see And all of these
Roxie Hart] You double-crosser! You big bluffer mouth! You promised you'd stay... [Amos Hart] What're you talking about? You've been setting me up, Roxie
you, if you in the left lane keep going cause they right on your heels nigga (Squalieee) And if they catch you, that's your ass... And if you blink nigga, your life could
potion of passion Had never been passed to me But now with you by my side I find that I'm so satisfied Somebody must have lied to me
give you what you lookin' fo' You gotta give me the love I'm lookin' fo' I wanna give you the love you lookin' fo' Gimme the love, give you the love 'cause you
can't see that things could work out right seems as if I'll mess up some way Hold his hand the world seems all new Understand things when he's near you Now
Oh my brother, it's gonna be alright If I could change to maybe save just a breath or two I would leave it all behind If I could see you smile on the
mic If you eighteen or nineteen speak up fool I was born on the mic before you went to school Talkin' 'bout pimp shit, you know whassup I wonder if you
just to be with you Every night, every day I try to count the ways in which I could tell you why I couldn't see just how much you meant to me You never
't sunny We showin you the good, the bad, the ugly Niggaz give pounds and hug me, tho they really wanna slug me We showin you the good, the bad, the ugly
sunny We showin you the good, the bad, the ugly Niggaz give pounds and hug me, tho they really wanna slug me We showin you the good, the bad, the
you, if you in the left lane Keep going cause they right on your heels nigga (Squalieee) And if they catch you, that's your ass... And if you blink nigga, your life could
...Ooo Baby...Ooh...Your The One...Yeaaaah... Now I know you were meant for me I can tell by the way you were sent to me From the heavens above See you
shirt, staring through my locs Looking at you looking like you know I'm goin approach We can do it (Uh) well we could do a toast While you sit across
you heard of me You probably know some bitch niggaz who wanna murder me Busta Reggie Murray Ramp and Mercy's all we need for disaster For me the microphone
the basket of values Pertinent to, which cayak pilot succeeded in serving him proof Now I'm surfin it through So if you need me spread your wings to