And it won't say a lonesome word What evil have I done? Beatrice, I love my phonograph She got a phonograph Beatrice, she got a phonograph Beatrice got a phonograph But it won't say a lonesome word What evil has the poor girl heard? But you broke my

F*** with me, you know I got it Sexy b**** I hope she 'bout it Come f*** with me, you know I got it "A little over a year ago I was in bondage, And now I'm back out here Reaping the blessings and getting the benefits that go along with, Everything that's

Get my Maybach washed at the studio I'm passing out xans to the groupie hoes I got five on a Lamb' like Coolio Multi-million, now I'm hanging with the shooters tho Yeah, bust downs, got a few of those Yeah, bitch stop calling my phone up, I'm in the

She's all up in my veins. She's all up in my veins, veins, veins. Ooh, I got addicted. Her love is so addictive. It took over me. It's like I got a shot. Injection to my heart. It flows through my body. And I need it everyday.

Sometimes I don't know which way to go 'cause I'm walking on a high wire Have to pull it together Feel so washed up today Haven't really got much to say Blood on the pillow of my bed Explains the pain that's in my head Sometimes I can't tell, but it's

Hey I've been punching your clock, giving all I got Putting up with your pain in the rear Between a hottie and an ice cold beer Ain't a part of me that doesn't hurt Hey but lucky for me you can easily see I still got a finger that works Adios, I'm done,

She's got the jack, she's got the jack She's got the jack But how was I to know But I should have known She's got the jack, jack, jack, jack, jack, jack, jack She gave me the queen She gave me the king She was wheelin' and dealin' Just doin' her thing

She's got a boyfriend anyway Do you say no And this is how it starts You take your shoes off in the back of my van My shirt looks so good When it's just hanging off your back And she said use your hands and my spare time We've got one thing in common

I just ball like I supposed to Quarter mill when I roll through Got the game from the old school Focused on break no rules Operate on my own truth I've been making my own moves I keep hearing this game say You could be the one if you so choose (I just

I hear them all the time I hear you all the time Grandma's singing in the bedroom It's a near forgotten lullaby She used to sing when I wasn't well Father's outside chopping firewood Like he did when he'd been drinking Or when he and mom were at it again