Uncle Marshall! Will you tell us a bedtime story? Here we go... Now once upon a time not long ago There was a little rapper about to blow But his album
look spacious With the stars all shinin' down Well, I can hear the night wind howlin' It's a high and lonesome sound And I ain't had a woman in so long
Before long, the young man got surrounded Those grabbed the guns, so goes the glory And that is the way I got ta end this story He was out chasin' cream
found a star, [what's deal god, I heard you got some] I've found a star, [bad news about killah priest, ya know] I've found a star, [out here, right
feeling merry As a Tyler Perry scene, that monetary gang green We tried to launder the cash and never came clean So now I'm in the story with all the
like a savege I ran track stars back to their crib, create craters In there, I'm holding one for fun One tht plays golf, can't raise play tennis One
the charm (Oh, that's crazy) Yeah, looked like it wasn't nuttin' wrong (Oh, that's crazy) That's how it is when you in the game so long (Oh, that's crazy
oo-ooh Yeah! Ace One! Yeah, and you know what I told you I don't do this for myself I do this strictly one hundred percent.. for you {*scratched in background: "This one
at I said, "You talk about this, and you talk about that" When the cat took your tongue I say you took it right back Your mouth is so big One bite would
it's me, the brother of word Giving thanks and praises to so many names and faces In different places From '84 to '99, it's been a very long time Since
it's me, the brother of word giving thanks and praises to so many names and faces in different places from '84 to '99, it's been a very long time since
emilio featuring bobby v, the game's on looking like men in black with the shades on she been running around my mind all day long got me painting her
open rags Chorus (Bobby Valentino): This is the story in the life of a hustler Running for the come up No one ever thought I would ever blow up So I
make it feel good You know it's drama but it sound real good He start draggin' and hopefully he can start taggin' the pussy So he can keep braggin'
if y'all smokin' Party at the hood house, no jockin' Same shit, different day, one lesson Hoes'll set your ass up, so packs the smith & wesson Same story
on by, No one even stops to stare. It's so all alone, No one cares. They'll tear down this house come morning, Build a new one in its place. Put an
spacious With the stars all shinin' down Well, I can hear the night wind howlin' It's a high and lonesome sound And I ain't had a woman in so long I
sun [EDI Mean - Verse 1] We live those big money dreams A six scene and so peelin Lust to touch everything Still but no feelins We move on through these stars