{{Joe Mafia}} I spark an L to a sunset meditatin Ill thoughts got my heart racin, chest with a mason Same blocks, ATF rush spots cats bubble humbly I'
aint showing you no love I was there the other night poppin' bottles with the thugs you like Washington Heffa I'm Benjy. You got a buzz right now, an
niggas? And why they think it all comes so easy But get it while you here boy Cause all that hype don't feel the same next year boy Yeah and I'll be right here in my spot
real G so he knows how to keep it he's got his own spot that nobody knows about we aint got to worry bout nobody comin over call his cellphone he'll be there
were always there for me and i love myself just need you to care for me you got more than enough, i owe you now so it's only right that i hold you down
you No RSVP necessary Tonight it's me and you, girl Didn't bring my diamonds You don't have to put a dress on I just came here to chill There'll be no
I get to my car I am faced with a sight that is strange and it's sad and it's mad it's not right there's one thousand and one spaces free but I see
night, He said we could go his the p-bus, I was like, "Yeah that's my favorite spot", Plus i love it there cuz i got love on the list. High power there
walk with the stainless Man everybody know about 50 I'm famous New York New York!!!! I run New York!!!! Ask Dread at the weed spot I come through in the
know I'll be over there I'll be over there, shawty, I'll be over there I'll be hitting all the spots that you ain't even know was there Ha and you all
whatever you're going through, I will always be right there But there's just a few things you should know I'm not the chick that'll blow ya' spot in
's how it is when you got a down little chick on ya team You ain't never gotta worry about me shaking the spot Or ever think about another chick taking your spot
a good time I wanna get nice I wanna get loud Can you tell me where the spot is? Come on and take me to that place Where there ain't nuthin' but happy
it away, you throw it away Th-th-throw it away, throw it away Paper, scissors, rock my heart And throw it all away Okay, whoa, there, whoa, there Is
'm walkin' in the moonlight Seein' nothin' but the taillights And that's a pair of taillights I may never see again She hit me with the left and right
no one Knowin' there is nothing you can do about it Zeroin' on the target like a marksman, the target is you, I shut ya lane down Took ya spot, parked
in the back of the Benz-y Oh why must I feel this way? (Hey, must be the money!) In the club on the late night, feelin' right Lookin' tryin' to spot
out He's chokin' how, everybody's chokin' now The clock's run out, times up, over, blaw! Snap, back to reality, oh, there goes gravity Oh, there goes