you think I'm not as nice as whoever, then put your money up Put your jewels up, whatever, put your honey up Put your raggedy house up, punk, or shut your
I love you even still but if I can't Change your mind then no one will If I can't change your mind, if I can't change Your mind, wish I could change
day when I was young, kinda dumb But I always knew I'd be the one, now here you come Gonna get you wet, gonna make you sweat, girl I bet Gonna give you something you ain't
And I didn't have long to live I'd appreciate the time we've shared And I won't want you to shed a tear If the road was coming to an end And I couldn
of sympathy,(I'm running out of sympathy) I never said I'd take this, I never said I'd take this lying down. She says, "C'mon c'mon, Lets just get
done, the moon is low in the sky I feel like going out before the night passes by I won't just sit around when life becomes a drag I dance I like the
came I thought I could get over, I tried to play sick But my mom said, "No, no way, uh-uh, forget it" There was nothing I could do, I tried to relax
is the part I like right here I like when I see everybody on the dance floor Yeah, I see y'all just shakin' your asses C'mon, hold on, I need to break
it ain't about the money, Puff, I just don't care (That's right) I'm that Good fella fly guy, sometimes wise guys Spend time in H A W A I I (Mase, can
I be I been I been, I been here for the culture, youknowhatI'msayin? I don't, I don't, I don't, I don't I don't be recognizin all that new jack shit
The D the I the D the D the Y The D the I the D It's Diddy, hold up, it's Diddy, that's crazy The D the I the D the D the Y The D the I the D It's Diddy
I'm a poet, got money won't show it I'm like Russell plus I got the right hussle Talk slick, I might bust you Watch your manners, I be on the cameras I
yours And a team much stronger than yours, violate me This'll be your day, we don't play Mess around be D.O.A., be on your way 'Cause it ain't enough
on MTV, no doubt Titty out like what - I don't give a f**k! Y'all know my attitude, can't stand my cologne Then stay your ass home, you and your chaperone
(c'mon) to a place near you I'm lookin out my rearview, fresh gear too (yeah) Holla at your man (holla at him) I'm clean and I'm tight (c'mon) That's
a shorty and a girl who'd comin' out of BWI I hated algebra but I loved to multiply And I told my nigga Big I'd be multi before I die It's gonna happen
t hear me though And I'm far from a lame, I'ma gigolo I get paid just to spit the flow And I can't even explain when I get at yo You know how long I've
If I said I get cha, wear it if it fit ya, y'all thirteen inches I see the big picture, if it's to get richer, I'd probably get wit ya If not burn it,
