but a got a lot to show for it Always had drive like I had to chauffeur it My team's so true we should get a camera crew To follow us around and make a
s gone So tell all the girls that the bottle's on us, so drink on I just wanna have a good time and keep you off my mind Find a little shawty I like
never had a love, never had a love When you is just a young'un your looks but so precious But now you're grown up, so fly it's like a blessing But you
forgiven my mistakes I'm coming home, I'm coming home Tell the world that I'm coming "A house Is Not A Home", I hate this song Is a house really a home
ya poppin' bottles, takin' pictures, look around As soon as you fall down all the haters pass a judgment All eyes on me, I'm here to show that I'ma rise above this Hey, what a
fancy, huh? Well, aren't you a breath of fresh air? From all these superficial gold digging bitches in here They get a baller, think that they ain't got to pick a
You's a put together gimmick, somethin' like a collage. Since you're putting on a show you gon' get the applause -- Clap clap with your frame like a fucking
you, setting in a honeymoon If I woke up next to you, if I woke up next to you Me and you (Honeymoon) Setting in a honeymoon Me and you, setting in a
... Tempest in a teacup, Get unique. Peroxide Princess shine like shark teeth It's a sign, (it's a sign) It's a sign, (it's a sign) It's a sign
the direction, chasing the direction you went You're a bottled star, the planets align you just like mars You shine in the sky, you shine in the sky Are all the good times
it in, girl Now, girl, to you it might feel like I'm in a rush Give it to you how you want it 'til you feel you've had enough Bottles of champagne have us all in this position A
the windows to the walls It feels good to be a star, yo, got a light for my cigar So many girls so we need champagne, relax, maintain Wait a minute,
is like the sweetest thing I've ever known Got the gold thriller, Mike Jackson on these niggas All I need's a fucking red jacket with some zippers Super-good smidoke, a
side No one ever thought that she was capable And the damage done is irreversible Now she clings to life inside a hospital Like she's trapped inside a
the doorway Bottles of the Rose, smellin' like Dolce and Gabbana Shawty, you the baddest and to meet you is an honor, lil mama I got a table waiting, what you think about a
'Cause, I'm droppin' hits daily, you burn me, really? Think Bad Boy been played a million times An' I don't care if niggas write a billion rhymes Damn
zero niggas get got And never get a chance to bust shot Curled up in a knot then forgot on the spot Then I'm on the run wit a gun smoking hot All around