man I knew that wasn't broke, man Flickin' Starter coats, man, man, you don't know, man We don't care what people say This is for my niggas outside all winter
cucumber melon And her fashion is dipped in Prada, Prada I got a boss one on my team Every playboy mansion's dream And she's thicker than the sticker On my winter
my team every playboy mansions dream and she thicker than the sticker on my winter go geta cause she break me off that candy cream chorus she got a stock full of cakes
her cucumber melon and her fashion is dipped in Prada Prada I got a boss one on my team every playa boy matches dream and she thicker than the sticker on my winter
, don't say it) female Shabba Ranks lookin' girl, Inch lookin' girl, Tall lookin girl, Look like you play ball lookin' girl, Eat the cake, eat the cake
me kill them Make his body shiver like he naked in a river Matter of fact I'ma leave him in the river Come and get him when it's winter, nigga holler
CNN, NBC, CBS....creep in my home Magazines, paparazzi....please leave me alone Yeah I VV'd the stones, dog I'm into cake I sell records but my real
hang out.. .. cause you're fuckin with a gangsta nigga, a gangsta nigga [Beanie Sigel] It was a, full moon in the beginnin of March Bout the end of Winter
couch When you sittin' in the presence of customers Never hold out, pull out, throw heat and be out If a nigga ever think that he touchin' ya Lay low, get cake
Boy wonder, one summer, I was stunting Winter falls when I cake more Bag models and crush 'em I ain't never been a cuffa and my lifestyle is custom Chromy
keep dickin' her down properly Sittin' low in my cut not like a failure in front of baby's house Straight talkin' on a cellular, bring me out a unit, a birdie, a cake
a hundred dollar bill wrapped on top Thirty two shot extended clip to keep it trill when I pop Durin' the summer it's Zenith's but in the winter ride
crazy streets to get away I got to pray that I'll make some gwop and get off this crazy block to get away I got to pray that I'll make some cake and
Mabel, please get off the kitchen table Don't slice no onions, don't peel no grape dream about banana slice nor sniff around short cake and if on a winter
with me I want to see your face, in every kind of light In fields of gold and forests of the night And when you stand before, the candles on a cake
serene dream soft easy winter watering the dry spots on the day water leaves of gray serene dream spend nowhere with me isn't far to nowhere rise and
lifeguards whom the winter saves Silence falls the guillotine All the doors are shut Nervous hands grip tight the knife In the darkness, till the cake
I love this life at winter time theres frost cakes in the carpet in winter time i have no legs two stumps of meat below me a false snow fall could