to my plea, baby, come on bring it to me 'Cause I need - your love so bad Baby, I need, I need - woman, I need your love so bad
in love) I'm so cold, I'm so cold I'm so cold, I'm so cold I'm so cold, I'm so cold I'm so cold, I'm so cold Mmm, I need that Hot Tottie You can be my
rap artists out in the streets You always say our jams are wack but yours'll be tight But you never been near a studio in your life You see, disrespect is your
for your fame Mega I hope you blow so I'm saying your name Hoes play your position 'cause you'll never be king Even Jigga want the crown, honestly poor
love, thought I'd never fall in love) I'm so cold, I'm so cold I'm so cold, I'm so cold I'm so cold, I'm so cold I'm so cold, I'm so cold Give me that
s on a Cadillac Smoke so much, got cataracts, been rollin up for a matter of fact F.A.B. get love where F.A.B. is at, from the Bay to the South where
want You can stay here, you know that you can) Stay right here, my lady (If you want) so bad (Girl I know you want it so bad) So bad (If you want I got
that's your word you bird I'll put your beak on a curb but anyway Looks like a good game the pigs ain't leaving so I'm a lay Nice play, just too bad
t afford them I'm getting to the money, I need another comma Some of them love the drama More than they love they mama [Verse 12 - Bun B] Welcome to
your hand, wash you're mouth out wit soap Thinking to be the last one wit the bad lingo Scooping on the skinz in the church from your bingo Sounds of
on? How the fuck you got Shawn? I'm too advanced, the Lance Armstrong of the dance Rubberband man before T.I. was King of New York like B.I. was B.K
's how we do it y'all, yeah, to all my niggaz in the house Bad Boy, who we die for all day, everyday nigga, yeah, yeah Yeah For the love of Big, we bang
your platnium (platnium) and your gold grillz homie same clothes 3 days and them guls still on me (yea) i roll wit romeo so they treat me like a king
step up Be prepared to kick your rap up Try to die in line for you cheque, huh nigga Hook: [King T] x2 Verse 3: [Xzibit] So when I die, bury me upside
that shit all you niggas just love to ride to Funk for your trunk is what I provide you So slide through your hood with me in your deck Cause your correct way to get your
