but the money ain't, Gudda tough, Nelly nice, Nick nasty, Streets bad, Tyga ill, Drake magic, Millz Harlem, Chuck wild, Twist Dallas, And Mack Maine rap, sing and
got their own good reason Why their favorite season is their favorite season Winter winners and those summers sons Are good for everyone, good for everyone Spring has sprung And
bust, I was like "Wait Jill!" She put a gun to my head and was like (STAY STILL!) Met this girl named Laniece, a freak but ugly Stripped for me once and
where I'm going now I think about her every once in awhile We started out like Bobby and Whitney, Justin and Britney Then it all got ugly, if it weren
grown Kid left home, shit got harder, kid got smarter Did my part of the bad shit, I was the starter Came from the heart of the hood, not lookin' too good
doing bad or good, yeah Got a drink on my mind and my mind on my money, yeah Looking so bomb, gonna find me a honey, yeah Got my Ray Bans on and I'm
crunk mosquito buckets, hot wood heaters Hooked up Honda Accord, with house speakers Bag, phone and beeper, corduroys and sneakers Pit Spike Lee's and
hook you with a bad-ass bitch" Come to my house and don't even trip He came over and we served the hoes Fucked the bitches like gigalos Paula and Janet
bitch real quick, I ain't no Tootsie Roll All you good fo' is some head and some pussy, ho And if the pussy and the head tight, we fuck 'em twice 'Cuz
but was out of luck The pussy was good but she was ugly as fuck Get a ugly chick, ugly chicks can screw Haulin' ass, trying to hurry up and get there
it If we can afford the luxury of turning our heads Adjust the 1000 dollar smile and behold the creation of man Great words won't cover ugly actions Good frames won't save bad
about a bad guy Who you may not have heard. He's mean, evil and ugly and he also is a robot And his name is Dr Surd. With Julia operatin' Quest World And
, oh great, off day Hangovers, hangups, dial backs, running make up Apologies and promises and nobody acknowledges That boys in bands got it so damn bad
city, oh great, off day Hangovers, hangups, dialbacks, running make up, apologies and promises And nobody acknowledges that boys in vans got it so damn bad
there and it was quiet And the machines were yearning soft behind you Yearning for that nigga to come and give up his life Standin' there bein' dissed and broke and
get both on the sneak tip then I sicced it kicked it to the ugly one souped her up, I called her Lipton and honey one things like that, gibberish and
t trippin' past the women and some Henny on the rocks I got a whole lot of credit and my pennies is long I put a thizz on my face and bob my head to the
, 'cause I wanna stop and chat Like a diplomat, yo you're fucking up my rep She wouldn't turn around so I reached for her pelvis She turned around, ugly hound dog and