What's the deal baby? You act stupid, but you ain't crazy Bottomline that scarface shit don't amaze me Enemies fold like cloves when I project my flows U.F
bitches up in my bed I'm kickin' em out naked, and its December N-ggas ask me why I did it, but f-ck it I can't remember [Hook - Eminem] [Verse 2] Them
-t on, Christian Louboutin cruise along beaches, Canary Island features Lambourghini, Porches, gorgeous chrome sneakers the gossip won't reach us we in another World, keep doing that, I won't
Yeah, yeah, yeah Ain't nobody rock it like this Ain't nobody out there swift like this Everywhere I go all I hear is this Yes, I must confess And it
baby, Cause what I say is true. I don't need no one baby, You're the only one for me. I don't need nobody else, Baby can't you see? Repeat Chorus to
things I do F-fingertip, f-fingertip, f-fingertip, f-fingertip My life be like F-fingertip, f-fingertip, f-fingertip, f-fingertip My life be like F-fingertip, f-fingertip, f-fingertip, f
what I'm sayin'? On the real, rest in peace to my nigga Buttahin, Coney Island Shit is mad real out there, you know what I'm sayin'? Buckshot Shorty Five, F T
got to snatch mine, did it for the whole world and Eases to Jesus to drink on Chesterfield Cuban links Stinging stones on the medallion, I escaped the Island Don't
And when I'm coming, a hundred miles and running Keep back, y'all ain't got it like that Aww s***, ain't this about a b**** Give a f*** about a b****,
the fitted? Live with it, somebody done f**ked up Yeah, Big M-E-F, Staten Island Advance, motherf**ked* Word up, don't ever count me out, just count me the f
, stay on top of they biz Thinking n****z plotting on hairs, think they not when they is This is Staten Island gully, you dig? It's getting ugly And I ain't
d every girl that I'd see see round town and I hate to see y'all frown but I'd rather see her smiling Wetness all around me, true, but I'm no island Peninsula
as I handle my grit, talk mo' shit Spit, and let my fo-fo rip, so bitch don't slip Don't make me put a lump on your lip A dip in your hip, I'm snatchin
implications of what I'm saying? I CAN'T STAND IT!!! I CAN'T STAND IT !! I CAN'T STAND IT!! OH NO!!... Oh my god... I'm going home! I'm gonna see my
no money but never considered my self poor Wasn't best dressed but was always so fresh so F-R-E-S-H Fresh, Fresh, Fresh My shit is fresh like F to R
on, soon as they let the crowd in The rhyme that I'm stylin, smooth as a violin Word up I wanna give a big up to Long Island stompin grounds f'real
Clinton lock down Rikers Island, all them dudes I was locked up with E Block, F Block, lower H, N-I-C in Rikers Island, downstate All the peoples I met