Tells me I ain't ready to quit Don't start thinking I'm gonna stop If you think you've seen love you ain't seen nothing yet How could I ever get tired Of waking up by your side And the taste of your sweet kiss Giving it all I got There's something about

Oh-oh-oh ay Hey, baby, this is who I am I shouldn't have to say it for you to understand 'Cause you already got me in the palm of your hand Just wait a couple lifetimes and ask me again No I do oh-oh ay Hello, is this thing on?

(Yes, I'm ready) (So die motherfuckers, die motherfuckers, die) Yeah, yeah, you ready motherfucker? We gonna kill your ass (I'm ready) As I grab the Glock, put it to your headpiece One in the chamber, the safety is off release Straight at your dome,

Girl just let me know what's good Good, lovin, feel so, numb Ride me, till I'm, 'bout to, cum I see, you are, bout to, clim-ax so, oh girl, don’t be, shy Girl you taste so Hey shawty this what I'm here for, I’m ready Are you downtown when I'm round town,

Gonna make this a night to remember Get ready tonight Get ready, oh, baby, tonight When you love someone, it's natural, not demanding And that's one thing I'm proud to say I've found in you I'm so glad we've reached an understanding Now I know my heart

For givers, no takers An angel who never got wings You find Jesus and it's too late He's already closed the front gate And the sign's flashing no vacancy Love letters on wet paper You've broken my heart for the last time You promised the truth, and you

I won't deny it, I'm a straight ridah You don't wanna fuck with me Got the police bustin' at me But they can't do nothing to a G My ambitions as a ridah To my ambitions as a ridah Let's get ready to rumble Now you know how we do it like a G What really

Believe me! It's our TIIIIME now to let 'em know (WHAT?!) It's our TIIIIME now to let 'em know (WHAT?!) It's our TIIIIME now.. I like my blunts heavily hashed, bitches heavily assed Joints ready to stash, got 'em ready to blast (WHAT?!) Give 'em plenty

For givers, no takers An angel who never got wings You find Jesus and it's too late He's already closed the front gate And the sign's flashing no vacancy Love letters on wet paper You've broken my heart for the last time You promised the truth, and you

All I'm ever askin' for is time I just needed time to clear my mind What I want is already mine (It my fault, yeah yeah) I got women callin' my phone like I owe them some' It's kinda my fault, I guess I showed them some' No shit, I treat my dick like