From this horrible dream! Somebody wake me! Somebody save me! From this terror I feel! With every gasp My head hurts like hell Can't open my eyes My clothes are all wet And I'm freezing right through

Imagine a world like that Can you imagine it? Click, click, click and post Drip-drip-dripped in gold Quick, quick, quick, let's go Kiss me and take off your clothes We go like up 'til I'm 'sleep on your chest Love how my face fits so good in your neck

Lord have mercy, Lord have mercy on me Well if I've done somebody wrong, Lord, have mercy if you please Please have mercy, Lord have mercy on me I used to have plenty of money, the finest clothes in town But bad luck and trouble overtaken me, bound to

(Finders keepers, losers weepers) I see what's mine and take it (Finders keepers, losers weepers) I'm all dressed up and naked So close I can taste it If it feels good, tastes good It must be mine And if you don't know now you know

Fear of time and missing links We all once were, oh, we all once were We people, we're dangerous things And I'll walk 'til my legs are broken A sheltered mind, a fear of rings Shave our heads strip our clothes Burn them books but the mind still grows

She said she want more So I'mma get more Yeah I'mma get more I just poured a 8th in a liter Throw some Jolly Ranchers in make it sweeter Versace my clothes I'm with a white hoe And she snortin' three lines like Adidas Got a black girl rolling off molly

Either you're going to lose your mind People where the weather suits my clothes Tears rolling all down from my eyes Woman you must be stone down crazy Yes I said baby you must be stone crazy Yes I wanna know how could you treat me so dirty baby You must

And that was a dark depressing time for him, you know He did had one visit with his mother I think During the time that he lived with me and she brought Him a huge box filled with gifts you know clothes and all Kinds of little goodies and stuff and it

The other woman has time to manicure her nails The other woman is perfect where her rival fails And she's never seen with pin curls in her hair, anywhere. The other woman enchants her clothes with French perfume The other woman keeps fresh cut flowers in

'Cause its levels to this shit Lil nigga 'cause its levels to this shit Lil nigga we don't rock the same clothesclothes, fuck the same hoes Lil nigga we don't drive the same whips, we don't fuck the same chicks Lil nigga we don't get the same paper, you a