I got the bag, tell a friend She got some ass, bring it in Bitch, I'm the news, CNN (yeah) I don't trust nobody 'cause I can't be fake Frontin' ain't an option 'cause my soul can't change It's that young nigga shit, I might pull up to your bitch like

Weekends here, good God almighty, Yeah, yeah, yeah... But we just punched out and its paycheck Friday, Yeah the big boss man, he likes to crack that whip I ain't nothing but a number on his time card slip, I give him forty hours and a piece of my soul,

Oh my god, that's my baby Caroline, you divine Mighty fine Shawty really blow the pipe (that's true) Holy shit, I'm really lit It's looking like it's 'bout time to fuck it up Caroline, listen up, don't wanna hear About ya horoscope or what the future

If you use your eyes I'm not going 'Cause I've been waiting for a miracle And I'm not leaving I won't let you Let you give up on a miracle Living like I'm not alive So I'm gonna start over tonight When it might save you

I'm the bad guy, duh So you're a tough guy Like it really rough guy Just can't get enough guy Chest always so puffed guy I'm that bad type Make your mama sad type Make your girlfriend mad tight Might seduce your dad type

Just like that you're six years old and you take a nap and you Wake up and you're twenty-five and your high school sweetheart becomes your wife You just might miss your babies growing like mine did Turning into moms and dads next thing you know your

I can't get you close enough 'Cause I can't get you close enough If there's an inch of air between our two hearts beating that's too much It's touching, going might go crazy every time we touch It ain't like this 15 hundred miles between us And it ain't

Been a minute since I pulled up outside Work it like a stripper, yeah But you not a stripper, yeah Dog her down with ya, yeah Work that nine to five with ya, yeah Shut it down, yeah, we do that everytime Ooh-wee got a feeling you might, yeah Oh my, oh

When we were young It was just like a movie It was just like a song My God, this reminds me Of when we were young Let me photograph you in this light In case it is the last time That we might be exactly like we were Before we realized

Minister Malcolm The thing that I thought might be good for Starting it off is to, talk about one of the most pervasive beliefs In the general society about the Nation of Islam Talkin' to you like talkin' to myself 'Cause it ain't no gettin' through to