meant to be the one to let you down If anything, I thought I saw myself going first I didn't know how to stick around How to see anybody but me be getting
the mask Let me in, where you've been? Don't pretend Don't gotta hide alone Show your face to me, we could be everything It's a masquerade, a love parade
your styles, although you rhyme quicker No matter what you do, I'll always lace mine thicker Jealousy will make a fool die quicker than liquor Watch your back with your
the nigga been through Peep now, system, handcuffs nigga listen Word up, robbin' white boys to buy blunts The representative, GorTek Assassin thought to be a stallion Yo, I be
consecutive shots Man, they smile up in you, griller wanna give you a pen Stick it to your crew like glue like they been down Man listen, kill that bull
the nigga been through Peep now, system, handcuffs nigga listen Word up, robbin' white boys to buy blunts The representative - GorTek Assassin thought to be a stallion Yo I be
I'm connected to a dime piece I check your styles, although you rhyme quicker No matter what you do, I'll always lace mine thicker Watch your back with your
chips are I hope y'all players listen Ain't out there hatin' and dissin' Y'all know the game is to be sold and not told I should be takin' a collection
{Ice-T after your tremendous success on your past albums Some have said you've sold out because of use of Rock n' Roll in your music, how do you reply
Chorus [T-Pain]: Tell me what do you see When you looking at me (woooahhhh) On a mission to be What I'm destined to be (woooahhhh) I done been through
got it (you've got it) You've got it (you've got it), you've got it When I look into your eyes, it's over You've got me hooked with your love controller
offend me I'm skinny But still I'm too big for a Bentley You are Your car What could represent me? Too Godly To be a Bugatti You honestly Must design
imma put ur lights out (its like) shhhh... be quiet cuz ur body talks louder when your silent gotcha eyes
not an option We be sonnin' all these niggas, put they ass up for adoption Man, we start with straight shots, then get the bottle poppin' We be working
ladies went to school and graduated Who don't be drinkin' everyday, but since they celebratin' Hey, pop your bottles shawty and do your thing, ma And let your
right back together, I made them things Now, put your sacks in the air if you represent your clique Money in the air if you ever hear the lick, baby Wave your
can't be If you can't let go and get rid of all your insecurities You got attitudes all the time Girl you must have lost your mind Compare me to your
listen to the engines moanin' Out its one note song You can think about the woman or the girl You knew the night before But your thoughts will soon be