they really aint for real I'll show you who's real, when you broke aint a thrill Got bills waiting on me, and its drama in my ear I wanna sit still, but
bling than Baby I'm not ice rockin crystal poppin The type to rebound with chicks I'm not Rodman I gotta girl with a butt big as Trina's And green eyes but mine
happy baby If you want kind, I'll give you kind If you got love, you can have mine (You can have all of mine, all of mine, all of mine!) Instead of
Oh, hope love won't let me down, no, no (Second time around) Second time around, second time around oh, no, no I don't mind calling your baby mine,
You wanna contemplate on Ceasileo the great My motto 'Fly states any where pick a date' Your man light weight, holding like a cake With him comes the drama
friend Don't wanna see your face again Had enough Had enough of you You ain't for me Had enough I've had enough of you The drama's over I just wanna
on my team now Baby girl you got me flippin' out So full of drama want you tell me What it's all about I put a time I make you mine Could of bounced
out there My heart cold and my wrist rock And I f*** around and die over Hip Hop I treat a dollar like a mill, countin' every bill 'Cause if I don't watch mine
fall victim to the hit and run I'm one night standing No breakfast in bed today Soon as day break I'll be on my way MIA back to JFK Shorty damn near mine
that ass like Dama, Sig. heat that ass like sauna Stretch ya body out like recliner Stretch my middle finger to your honor Like, "Fuck the world", that's my persona, love drama
When we can just take all yall dough And then fly out to Cuba, and get in the coke fields Die off the buddha, fifty and fifty mill Bring drama cause
ice, go head and get your shine on I'm bout to cop rocks that y'all niggas can climb on Don't worry bout why I ain't got mine on I want some new shit
All the time, gettin mine That's why I'm pimpin' That's why I'm pimpin' All the time, gettin' mine That's how we do it, straight pimpin' All the time
, your sista and all your friends $hort dog's on the microphone And I won't stop mackin' till my bank is long So try to break me if you wanna From me you get nothin' but drama
bitch (With an attitude) I'm a mother fuckin' bitch (With an attitude) I'm a mother fuckin' bitch (With an attitude) A certified hairdresser Mama Mia Known on the streets for drama
it Because I had to keep some money in my pocket It's survival of the fittest [Unverified] When I was comin' up and runnin' up The hoochies in my hood never took time, so I took mine
The system is designed to lead us to stray So we turn to drugs and guns for our pay It's the sign of the times I gotta get mine all I live is a life
s my shit? now you get lolli-hopped By everybody on the turf, oh yeah, about that skrilla Hell yeah, that welfare check is mines on the first It's so much drama