can rest 'Cause even though I'm blessed in my flesh It all came down to a test A motherfucker wanna go and put a tattoo on my chest Now I'm caught up
a step back, twist and dive (Yea!) I even seen Kurt Cobain gettin' live No heads, but they all funky And drunk, drinkin' old spunky Don't be shy, everyone's able Hit the floor leave your nugget on the table And kick step
to drop my crew off (but i'll be back) now I'm alone and ontop of it all, looking deep in the back of my mind (looking deep in the back of my mind) I
I gotta get up with the mob in the light Rollin' 40 deep to the club and I'm like Gotta see who I'm 'bout to fuck tonight The party so live and I'm '
and I'm full of that liquor Man fuck your team fo' they don't make paper Better roll much quicker Niggas think I'm token Cus I'm not workin And he ain
of the beast And this lick here sweet, I'm so flawed You can put me on the front line Ass back nicks, I don't represent the gun shy Thing about the street
It's time you stepped back out in the sunshine Wouldn't you like to wake up and find Me every morning on your mind Oh, come on, don't be shy Come on
but how I say 'em And I'm gon' play this game the best and make sure that I slay 'em Even my enemies impressed 'bout how I make my moves They tried to step
rock, act like a fool It's the lords and we goin right back to the booth! Now you know the flavor new york Ain't no sense in bein shy, tryin to play
Step right up and name your game Take a chance, pick a card, any card I'll guess your age, I'll name your fate Don't be shy I'm waiting Come to the
go man This little lady down in Texas, tight tank top and a tan Rockin' three religion bridges, drinkin' beer in a can She was too hot to two-step,
and I'm sorry If I could go back, do it again I'd be someone you could call friend Please, please believe that I'm sorry Please, please believe that I'm
, jazz music in the back Flat blew a nigga back, act two, I'm into that Damn right, she the star of my team When we stepped on the strip, baby girl, we
be on your TV Rockin' the M U L L E T 3 Latinos, no, not family But 3 amigos on the M I C See, I'm convinced that my heart's at ease Since my God has
was playin' this song All the ladies hit the floor an' it was, eh eh, on Live forever like fame, let the Leroys dance While I'm laid back, chillin'
them niggaz know I'm countin blood money, 'cause I'm a thug honey I use the world as my zoo, I ain't no fuckin dummy I'm street smart, I tear a college
the bitches be blowin me kisses *kissing sound* right back at you Spell my mother fuckin name right when you put it on the statue I'll come back, who ever wanna step