1.Slowly
(Verse 1)
Set the mood
Light the candles
And bring the wine
I'm wantin' you
Been havin' this feelin'
For sometime now
Come on in
Take off your coat
And stay a while
I been waiting for this day
Just so we could make love slow
Chorus：
Slowly (I know)
We'll be (Making Love)
Slowly (All Night Long)
Slowly (I know)
We'll be (Making Love)
Slowly (All Night Long)
(Verse 2)
Slip it off yea
Show big daddy what he's been missing
Tip it off (tip it off)
Want you to feel right
When I'm kissing (when I'm kissing)
Really wanna take my time
With you pretty baby
If you don't mind
Love you all night long
(Chorus 2x's)
(verse 3)
Come on in
Close the door
Take off your clothes
Drink some more
Holding you close
Holding you tight
Makin' love through the night
Come on in
Close the door
Take off your clothes
Drink some more
Holding you close
Holding you tight
Making love through the night
Chorus (until it fades out)
2.Let It Go
Lyricist：Stephen Anderson, Durrell Babbs
I need it completely
Want you to come near me
I'm hopin' and gropin'
Want you to get friendly
I'm slowly, I'm holding
You tight while you're moaning
And I hear ya and I bear
It will be, if you want me
Let it go, let it go, if you think it's good
Don't be afraid to let it go, let it go
Just hold on tight and
Let emotions take control of the night
You and I, you feel me
What took you
That makes you, enchanter
Is it high, is it low, don't matter
There I'll go, I heat a knock at the door
It's you hope, ready to go
If you want let it go, let it, babe
If you think it's good, don't be afraid to let it go
Just hold on tight and
Let emotions take control of the night
Here's a drink, so that you can unwind
Relax yourself, let me take over your mind
After bath and a full body massage
Want you to know how it feels when you let go
If you think it's good
Don't be afraid to let it go
Just hold on tight and
Let emotions take control of the night
3.Kill 4 U
Trying to make you realize
that I wanna love you for life
How can I make you see
Your the only one for me
Things you never had before
I'll give you them and so much more
I will go as far as you need just to make you see
Girl I would kill for you
Steal for you
Girl I would do time for any crime
To prove my life is true
Girl I would kill for you
Steal for you
Girl I would do time for any crime
To prove my life is true
Said he doesn't treat you right
Your marrage is just one big fight
Telling me you wanna be free
I think I know what you mean
He likes to go running at night
I'll make sure that this is his last time
cause we need him out of the way
So we can be together always baby
Creeping up from behind
With everything intension on taking his life
I caught him slipping my knife is deep
and now it can be you and me
Repeat chorus
Ohh Oooh
What did you tell the police
You gave them my name
you better explain
Now there out there looking for me
I did this for you I thought you wanted me to
I wont go down alone
But I don't have proof you were in this too
Now there's only one thing to do
Your the only witness so I have to kill you
Repeat chorus
Until fade
4.Maybe I Deserve It
Lyricist：Durrell Babbs
Do you mind if I tell the truth for a second, y'all
(The truth)
Hey, hey
No, no, no, no, no
Maybe I deserve to wonder who's callin' so damn late
For you to say I'm trippin'
Just a homie from Upstate
(You said it's just a homie)
Don't he know it's one o'clock in the morning
You say it's cool, baby it's cool
Maybe I deserve for you to say he's coming into town
(Later on this evening)
And he was just wonderin' if you and him could hang out
I don't like it, but I know I gotta trust you
It ain't cool, 'cuz I know it's true
Maybe I deserve
For you to go out and find some other guy
Maybe I deserve
For you to stay out with him all night
Maybe I deserve
For you to do all the things, I did to you
Maybe I deserve
(Oh yeah)
Maybe I deserve
(Oh yeah)
Maybe I deserve
For you to go out and find some other guy
Maybe I deserve
For you to stay out with him all night
Maybe I deserve
For you to do all the things, I did to you
Maybe I deserve
(Oh yeah)
Maybe I deserve
(Oh yeah)
Maybe I deserve for you to put on that sexy dress
For me to ask you, Who the hell you tryin' to impress
(The hell you tryin' to impress？)
For you to laugh it off like it ain't nothin'
I know it's somethin'
Maybe, just maybe
Maybe I deserve to sit at home and wonder where you are
Is he kissin' you, touchin' you, holdin' you, what？
Take a drink, to help ease my mind
I wanna be mad
(Wanna be)
After all those times
(After all those times)
Maybe I deserve
For you to go out and find some other guy
Maybe I deserve
For you to stay out with him all night
Maybe I deserve
For you to do all the things, I did to you
Maybe I deserve
(Oh yeah)
Maybe I deserve
(Oh yeah)
Maybe I deserve
For you to go out and find some other guy
Maybe I deserve
For you to stay out with him all night
Maybe I deserve
For you to do all the things, I did to you
Maybe I deserve
(Oh yeah)
Maybe I deserve
(Oh yeah)
Maybe I deserve for me to ask you where you been
(Where the hell you been)
Maybe I deserve for you to say, I better stop trippin'
(Don't trip)
Maybe I deserve to grab your neck until you let me know
(You better tell me somethin')
Maybe I deserve for you to run cryin'
Cryin' out the door
Maybe I deserve to grab my coat and chase you down the street
(Don't leave)
Maybe I deserve to say it's not you, it's my own insecurity
Maybe I deserve for you to say 'Yes I cheated on you'
(Baby don' told me)
(Maybe I deserve)
And I won't care 'cuz after all I put you through
Maybe I deserve, deserve girl, to be mistreated sometimes
Maybe I deserve to even be lied to sometimes
Maybe I deserve
Maybe, maybe you should go cheat on me
Maybe I should sit and wait by the phone
(Maybe I should)
'Cause I don' paged you about three or four times
Girl I know, girl I know what I put you through baby
I put you through hell
And I don't get less
I don't get less
I don't get less
See we men can't take another man pleasing our women
Oh no, no, we can't even stand waiting by the phone
But we do the same shit, oh damn, oh damn
I know I deserve it, but right now
I hate you so much right now
5.Street Life
Lyricist：Durrell Babbs, Kannon Cross, William Elton Moore
It's amazing how your life can change
It's plan and simple as it can bring things
And take perspective before it comes your way
I'm am so thankful to God for this day
'Cause for a long time the streets were my home
Slanging hard, banging hard, got me known
But the reason to live I've been shown you new reason
I gotta be around to see my baby boy grow
Street life no more, I'm throwing in the towel
Street life no more, I gotta son now
Street life no more, I gotta make it out
Street life no more, oh, yeah
Street life no more, I'm throwing in the towel
Street life no more, I gotta show little man
What life is really about
One more dealing and I'm outta this thing
Need the paper so that I can maintain
I'ma find a job, hopefully something that pays
It's hard to walk away from this figures I made
Grab the money and this don't look right no more
That nigga right there, I think I seen him before
Good thing he didn't make a sell or buy
He gave me four years, I'll be out by the he's five
Street life no more, I'm throwing in the towel
Street life no more, I gotta son now
Street life no more, I gotta make it out
Street life no more
Street life no more, I'm throwing in the towel
Street life no more, I gotta show little man
What life is really about
Baby, don't cry, I'll be home soon
I left a gang of money in the safe for you
Come alright, I'll make it right through
I just got his picture of his first day in preschool
He's gonna be smart just like his mom
I commend you, black queen for holding on
How many days I think I'ma cry
When I get out no more street life
Street life no more, I'm throwing in the towel
Street life no more, I gotta son now
Street life no more, I gotta make it out
Street life no more
Street life no more, I'm throwing in the towel
Street life no more, I gotta show little man
What life is really about
Street life no more
Street life no more
Street life no more
Street life no more
Street life no more
Street life no more
Street life no more
Street life no more
Street life no more
Street life no more
Street life no more
Street life no more
...
6.Throw Your Hands Up
Lyricist：Stephen Anderson, Durrell Babbs
Thank you, thank you, thank you
Thank you, thank you but wait
Wait, wait, wait, wait
Hold up, hold up, hold up
We don't want you to clap right now
We want you to put your hands up
We don't want you to clap only put your hands up
'Cause right about now you should be feelin' it
Whatever club you in, put your hands up and feel it
In the club we, me an' my peeps
Showin' them how we get down
Just found it but it's jumpin'
'Bout to get fried, 'bout to get live
Give me four shots, as strong as you got
Wanna feel good, gonna feel good
Give me the mic so we can get hype
So get your hands up with me all night
Get your hands up, get your hands up
Get your hands up, get your hands up
Get your hands up, get your hands up
Get your hands up, get your hands up
Get your hands up, get your hands up
Get your hands up, get your hands up
Get your hands up, get your hands up
Get your hands up, get your hands up
Thugs in here, ladies in here
Lettin' it ride with their hands high
Showin' more love, drinkin' more Bud
Drunk, passin' out is what I'm talkin' 'bout
Got the police 'bout to bring the heat
Say we too loud but we get down
Officer, don't you get off, in about five minutes
So get your hands up with us, come on
Get your hands up, get your hands up
Get your hands up, get your hands up
Get your hands up, get your hands up
Get your hands up, get your hands up
Get your hands up, get your hands up
Get your hands up, get your hands up
Get your hands up, get your hands up
Get your hands up, get your hands up
Stomp your feet and get your hands high
Stomp your feet and get your hands high
Stomp your feet and get your hands high
Stomp your feet and get your hands
Stomp your feet and get your hands high
Stomp your feet and get your hands high
Stomp your feet and get your hands high
Stomp your feet and get your hands
Get your hands up, get your hands up
Get your hands up, get your hands up
Get your hands up, get your hands up
Get your hands up, get your hands up
Get your hands up, get your hands up
Get your hands up, get your hands up
Get your hands up, get your hands up
Get your hands up, get your hands up
Get your hands up, get your hands up
Get your hands up, get your hands up
Get your hands up, get your hands up
Get your hands up, get your hands up
7.Designated Driver
Lyricist：Durrell Babbs, K Cross, William Moore
It's one of 'em Fort Knox joints
Cavy, OD, Tank, do it
Won't you feel me？
Come on an' drink, lover
That Alize an' Henny, lover
So excuse me if I trip, lover
But I wanna get them hips, lover
Gotta get them hips, lover
Drink is got me woozy, lover
So right now I ain't choosey, lover
You can be a good girl or a floozy, lover
Don't matter, just get to me, lover
If you wanna do me, lover
This drink, drink, drink
Is makin' me think, think, think
That I'm wantin' you
Wantin' to deal with you
Do you wanna go, go, go？
'Cause a nigga wanna roll, roll, roll
An' get it crackin', get the smackin'
'Cause I'm ready for some action
This drink, drink, drink
Is makin' me think, think, think
That I'm wantin' you
Wantin' to deal with you
Do you wanna go, go, go？
'Cause a nigga wanna roll, roll, roll
An' get it crackin', get the smackin'
'Cause I'm ready for some action, lover
Let's get up on a room, lover
Let's get up on one soon, lover
'Cause your body is lookin' tight, lover
Wanna hit it right, lover
Hit that thang all night, lover
Back stroke, doggy style
'Til we both fell out, lover
That's just how you do, lover
You givin' out them drinks, lover
Drinks will make you think, lover
This drink, drink, drink
Is makin' me think, think, think
That I'm wantin' you
Wantin' to deal with you
Do you wanna go, go, go？
Want a nigga wanna roll, roll, roll
An' get it crackin', get the smackin'
'Cause I'm ready for some action
This drink, drink, drink
Is makin' me think, think, think
That I'm wantin' you
Wantin' to deal with you
Do you wanna go, go, go？
Do your nigga wanna flow, flow, flow？
An' get it crackin', get the smackin'
'Cause I'm ready for some action, lover
Do you wanna play my game？
The one where you say my name
Whatcha wanna do with me？
I'm ready now, we gotta leave
This drink, drink, drink
Is makin' me think, think, think
That I'm wantin' you
Wantin' to deal with you
Do you wanna go, go, go？
'Cause a nigga wanna roll, roll, roll
An' get it crackin', get the smackin'
'Cause I'm ready for some action
This drink, drink, drink
Is makin' me think, think, think
That I'm wantin' you
Wantin' to deal with you
Do you wanna go, go, go？
Want a nigga wanna roll, roll, roll
An' get it crackin', get the smackin'
'Cause I'm ready for some action
This drink, drink, drink
Is makin' me think, think, think
That I'm wantin' you
Wantin' to deal with you
Do you wanna go, go, go？
'Cause a nigga wanna roll, roll, roll
An' get it crackin', get the smackin'
'Cause I'm ready for some action
This drink, drink, drink
Is makin' me think, think, think
That I'm wantin' you
Wantin' to deal with you
Do you wanna go, go, go？
'Cause a nigga wanna roll, roll, roll
An' get it crackin', get the smackin'
'Cause I'm ready for some action, lover
Ready for some action, y'all
8.What, What, What
Lyricist：Harold Adamson, Stephen Anderson, Durrell Babbs, Benjamin
Bush, Walter Donaldson
Blazin' Budda joint
I think very deeply
Digital, Tank
I, I think very deeply
What, what, what？
Baby, your place or my place, maybe later
So, what, what, what？
We get it started, ya'll get naughty
So, what, what, what？
You got all your girls and I got my niggas
So, what, what, what？
Maybe we can do this, it's all on we
So, what, what, what？
Riding through the hood
Try'na see what I can see
Weathers all good
Got Budda and Digital with me
Rockin' on the corner
Ladies walking by lookin' sweet
Now it's going down
Tryna hook up with three
Baby, your place or my place maybe later
So, what, what, what？
We get it started, ya'll get naughty
So, what, what, what？
You got all your girls and I got my niggas
So, what, what, what？
Maybe we can do this, it's all on we
So, what, what, what？
Ladies how you doing
Meet the rest of crew
What you doing later？
'Cause I got something we could do
We can hit the liquor store
Get some green or go back to my place
And turn off all the lights
And wake up the next day, oh
What about ya crew, shawty？
What you wanna do, shawty？
Where you wanna go, shawty？
How you wanna flow, shawty？
Let me get some drinks, shawty
Get some of that green, shawty
Check into a room, shawty
So what up with you, shawty
What about ya crew, shawty？
What you wanna do, shawty？
Where you wanna go, shawty？
How you wanna flow ,shawty？
Let me get some drinks, shawty
Get some of that green, shawty
Check into a room, shawty
So what up with you, shawty
Baby, your place or my place maybe later
So, what, what, what？
We get it started, ya'll get naughty
So, what, what, what？
You've got all your girls and I got my niggas
So, what, what, what？
Maybe we can do this, it's all on we
So, what, what, what？
Baby, your place or my place maybe later
So, what, what, what？
We get it started, ya'll get naughty
So, what, what, what？
You've got all your girls and I got my niggas
So, what, what, what？
Maybe we can do this, it's all on we
So, what, what, what？
Baby, your place or my place maybe later
So, what, what, what？
We get it started, ya'll get naughty
So, what, what, what？
So what, so what, so what's up？
So what, so what's up？
So what, so what's up？
What's up, what's up？
So what, so what, so what's up？
So what, so what's up？
So what, so what's up？
What's up, what's up？
So what, so what, so what's up？
So what, so what's up？
So what, so what's up？
What's up, what's up？
9.I Don't Wanna Be Lovin' You
Lyricist：Stephen Anderson, Durrell Babbs
Hey you what's up
I've been peepin' your style
Since we have been kicking it for a while
Seems as if you just don't trip no more
Like you could do without so what are you still here for
I don't wanna be lovin' you
If you don't wanna be lovin' me
I don't wanna be feelin' you
If you really ain't feelin' me
I don't wanna be lovin' you
If you don't wanna be lovin' me
I don't wanna be feelin' you
If you really ain't feelin' me, ain't feelin' me
No, hi, no, bye
You come and go as you please
No kiss, no smile
I don't deserve these things
I don't have no time to waste
'Cause on the really real
You can be replaced
I don't wanna be lovin' you
If you don't wanna be lovin' me
I don't wanna be feelin' you
If you really ain't feelin' me
I don't wanna be lovin' you
If you don't wanna be lovin' me
I don't wanna be feelin' you
If you really ain't feelin' me
Oh I just wanna know what's going on
Don't get stuck her all alone
What you gonna do
'Cause I can find something better to do
'Cause I don't wanna be
I don't wanna be lovin' you
If you don't wanna be lovin' me
I don't wanna be feelin' you
If you really ain't feelin' me
I don't wanna be lovin' you
If you don't wanna be lovin' me
I don't wanna be feelin' you
If you really ain't feelin' me
I don't wanna be lovin' you
If you don't wanna be lovin' me
I don't wanna be feelin' you
If you really ain't feelin' me
I don't wanna be lovin' you
If you don't wanna be lovin' me
I don't wanna be feelin' you
If you really ain't feelin' me, if ain't feelin' me
Oh, no, no, I don't wanna be sittin' here lovin' you
And you don't wanna be lovin' me
That's all, that's all folks
10.Lady On My Block
Lyricist：Stephen Anderson, Durrell Babbs
There's a little lady on my block
Guess she's about 35
Has about 7 kids, ain't never been married
Hasn't done anything with her life, yeah
Every time I walk by she asks me
If I can spare some change
So she can run to the neighborhood Butch
And grab a little some to help her make it through the day
She looks like back in her day
She was oh so very pretty, pretty girl, pretty girl
Probably the talk of the school, her man played ball
She was probably even prom queen if you know what I mean
How did she go from havin' everything
To havin' nothing at all
Too many kids and strung out on drugs
She don't have nobody she can call
There's a little lady on my block
There's a little lady on my block
There's a little lady on my block
There's a little lady on my block
There's a little lady on my block
She doesn't even have a job
But I guess if you call sellin' yourself earnin' a living
She's making it pretty fine
Her pimp don't care if she has kids
And most of the time she don't eat
She's spendin' her rent tryin' to get vent
Shit little lady, keep this baby out the street
She's so tired of livin' this way
So one day she has a plan
Got her hands on a gun, I don't know how
And decided to take a stand
She goes two weeks without payin' her pimp
So he comes over and breaks her down
I hear two shots and a baby scream
He never made it out
There's a little lady on my block
There's a little lady on my block
There's a little lady on my block
There's a little lady on my block
There's a little lady on my block
There's a little lady on my block
There's a little lady on my block, oh yeah
There's a little lady on my block
11.Can't Get Down
Lyricist：Durrell Babbs, Eric Seats, Rapture Stewart
I can't get down
I can't get down with you no more
I can't get down
I can't get down with you no more
I can't get down
I can't get down with you no more
I can't get down, oh oh
I can't get down
I can't get down with you no more
I can't get down
I can't get down with you no more
I can't get down
I can't get down with you no more
I can't get down, oh yeah
I remember when, we were the best of friends
Love was in the air, nothin' can stop us then
Walkin' hand and hand, bear feet in the sand
Eveything was cool, now I don't understand
We don't hit the streets, like we use to win my six
Almost seems as if, found someone new to roll with
No more ice out things, no more shoppin' sprees
So where you gettin' it from 'cause you ain't gettin' it from
me, oh
One, you're runnin' game
Two, you don't act the same
Three, you're cheatin' on me
Four, behind closed doors
Five, it was just last night
Six, ain't takin' it no more
One, you're runnin' game
Two, you don't act the same
Three, you're cheatin' on me
Four, behind closed doors
Five, it was just last night
Six, ain't takin' it no more
Why the late phone call？ Why the late night trip？
Your girlfriends car broke down, who you think you dealin' with？
I done peep your game, every night excuse's the same
Girlfriend this, girlfriend that, I'm tired so Monday
I gets in my ride to see just where you are
You're leavin' the liquor store with two bottles of White Star
Ride on up the street, check in to a room
A nigga in a Range Rover was feelin' all over you
I knew you was runnin' game
One, you're runnin' game
Two, you don't act the same
Three, you're cheatin' on me
Four, behind closed doors
Five, it was just last night
Six, ain't takin' it no more
One, you're runnin' game
Two, you don't act the same
Three, you're cheatin' on me
Four, behind closed doors
Five, it was just last night
Six, ain't takin' it no more
Ooh
Seven, see more niggas on the side
Eight, is always out all night
Nine, just keeps on makin' up lies
Ten, don't care that it ain't right
Eleven, it's just like seven
Twelve, won't make you change
Thirteen, why me？
Fourteen, oh, I'm beggin' you down on my knees
Fifteen, take this pain away please
I'm so tired of countin' things wrong
So the hell with you, get gone
One, you're runnin' game
Two, you don't act the same
Three, you're cheatin' on me
Four, behind closed doors
Five, it was just last night
Six, ain't takin' it no more
One, you're runnin' game
Two, you don't act the same
Three, you're cheatin' on me
Four, behind closed doors
Five, it was just last night
Six, ain't takin' it no more
That's why, I can't get down
I can't get down with you no more
I can't get down
I can't get down with you no more
I can't get down
I can't get down with you no more
I can't get down
Ooh no no no, I can't get down
I can't get down with you no more
I can't get down
I can't get down with you no more
I can't get down
I can't get down with you no more
I can't get down, ohh
One, you're runnin' game
Two, you don't act the same
Three, you're cheatin' on me
Four, behind closed doors
Five, it was just last night
Six, ain't takin' it no more
12.My Freak
You're a freak
And I know it
You're a freak
And you show it
You're a freak
And they told me
They told me was a freak
You're a freak
With a man
You're a freak
With your hands
You're a freak
With a plan
They told me
You was a freak
You're a freak
On the phone
You're a freak
All alone
You're a freak
And they told told me
You was a freak
You're a freak
And I like
You're a freak
And I might fall in love
With a freak
If you can feel me
She's my freak
You don't have to
Like my freak
'Cause she's a super freak
And now she freaks for me
You've been around
And I know it
You've been around
And you show it
You've been around
And told me, told me
You was a freak
From the way
That you shake it
From the way
That you take it
And I know
You ain't fakin' it
This is what they told me
'Cause you can't make
A h＊e a housewife
So how can I become a man
And I've been a dog
All my life
If I can change (well)
Then she can change (well)
'Cause we both the same (well)
'Cause if she's a freak
I'm a freak and she
If you can feel me
I just needed me a freak
To make me say
'Whoo' in the midnight hour
I need some, somebody
To make me say
'Whoo, whoo, whoo'
Oh lay me down
Flip my mind inside out
Make me say
'Whoo, whoo, whoo, whoo'
Make me say
'Whoo'
Break it way down
'Cause she's my freak
She my, she's my freak
Ooh
Ooh we gon' do it
All the freaks is gettin' down
(You know we like dem freaks)
All the freaks is gettin' around
You know we like dem freaks
Y'all gon' take a few
Do what we gotta do
For dem freaks
We want a freak in our life
Like around 2G
Gettin' real freaky
13.Want You Now
I want you
Want you
Baby ..
This..
My body is burning with desire
Honey you, you don't want you to want me too
..i want you,
My love you're doing..
I want you tonight
Baby don't you hesitate
All my love is for you don't make me wait
Who you got me so into you
..i need you and i want you to want me too
Into ..all the love are doing..
I want you tonight, i want you
I want you, to want me
Just liek i want you
Just liek i need you
Just like i want you
And i want you to want me too
Into..love are you doing to me
2 x
I want you now
I want you now
I want you now
I want you now
Some..in my lvoe is sure..
When our specila..you're touching me right here
Just thinkign bout your lvoe
Got me faded so good
..you were here
14.Bounce ＆ Grind
If you wanna dip with me, trip with me, get rich with me
Then you a world wide rider (rider)
You a world wide rider (rider)
Another day on the grind, it ain't much to do
Fuck with some bitches, hit a couple switches
This nigga's talkin shit I had to bomb on him
Had to get checked, niggaz best respect
Everyday you see me on the paper chase
I'm G, Warren to the G you know me
Throw your hands high, where all my G's at？
They all comin, to where Warren G's at
I keep my game tight, money and money and mo money
And ain't a damn thing funny
How could I live like that, I just can
And when it comes to this game, I'm just too far advanced
I'll leave you waiting, homey whats crackulating
Is it cracking or not？
In the back of the lot？
But this is all I got, I thought it was known
Warren G, Neb Luv, K-Bar and its on
If you wanna dip with me, trip with me, get rich with me
Then you a world wide rider (rider)
You a world wide rider (rider)
Ride with Nine Inch Nails last night and shit
I'm on some more rock'n'roll hip hop shit
Keepin it locked like my zip drive
We goin stay high
Out for the Motza, get you strung out like pasta
All into the roster lady, baby
I'll drive ya crazy, pull your car for the diamonds
I'm gettin shady, swayzie in the plush
Too quick to be touched, give you the head rush
To the front of the stage, like you bout to get paid
I'm lights, camera, watch you blow like grenades
I never serenade, I just party
Marinate, get your cash everybody
Come on and ride with me, dip with me
Get rich with me, sip some hennessey
If you's a, rider, a world wide, rider
If you wanna dip with me, trip with me, get rich with me
Then you a world wide rider (rider)
You a world wide rider (rider)
Big bank tank little bank, nigga what you think
I'm a pass on this million dollar hustle you a fool now
Give me some portraits of some dead niggaz
Take two shots of the best made nigga
These niggaz, talkin too much, they flossin too much
Instead of makin they bucks, bank account runnin out of luck
Now you stuck, do deals fulfill your dreams make cream
Keep my pockets long like streams, no strings
Attached, attack any nigga plottin on my stack
Mo bounce to this, smoke an ounce to this
Make more gold than fish, one wish
Live on top of the world
And better livin for ghetto boys and girls
Peanuts is for the squirrels
Neb Luv, Warren G and me
Talkin bout thick wallets and livin lavishly
Mash on thee enemy
If you wanna dip with me, trip with me, get rich with me
Then you a world wide rider (rider)
You a world wide rider (rider)
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