Mi give you all my cocky and all my love You tell me you love off the icicle Me wan' give you an icicle child See di cocky 'ya, come whine up Turn round and come whine up Mi nah diss you memba' yuh know Ah who buss you? Memba' enuh Ah who trust you?

When yuh come inna mi ramping shop Me will bruk yuh back Me will quint it up two time and pop yuh cock Me will mek yuh run out a mi house Inna half ah frock A gyal eva ride pon it and gi yuh heart attack Ah di teacha And ah spice Every man grab a gyal

Pockets too big, they sumo (what?) Pockets too big, they sumo (hoo) You niggas act too culo (culo) You a nerd, no Chad Hugo (hoo) Pockets too big, they sumo (yeah) Pull a nigga card like Uno (hoo) Flip a nigga shit like Judo (huh?) Pull a nigga card like

We gon' wake yo' dog up out that cash, huh (brr) Send a message to 'em with no mask, huh (with no mask) You don't wanna see my lil' nigga in yo' grass, huh (in yo' grass) Hangin' all out the window, swingin' that Mac (boom boom boom) Leave 'em with some

Uh oh, fresh out the bed Uh oh, count up the deads You niggas in trouble (niggas in trouble) You niggas in trouble No forreal, no cap, my money long like anacondas If you think about runnin' with that then you in trouble Fresh out, outta the bed, count

Uh, murcielago when the doors go up And when the money fall you know the hoes turn up But, when the money gone you know the hoes turn down And I pray to God he don't Let my soul burn up! Birdman, what up? Last time I seen bird, he said young nigga get

That nigga nice, that nigga mean, switch it up That nigga raw, that nigga green, switch it up That nigga lost, he in the lead, switch it up I'ma get money by any means, run it up Uh huh, to be, or not to be? Havin' 'em lit, if it ain't homicide I don't

Come in for a minute Welcome back It's just me and you in this room right now And there's so many things that are on my mind Uh, yea, uh (be with me) Sometimes it's hard to say That's why I take all I've got

Mama raised a hellrazor, stress gettin' major Lord be my savior, uh Major! Hell motherf***in' yeah This one goes out to my n**** Mike Coolin', hell yeah Mama raised a hellrazor, born thuggin' Heartless and mean, muggin' at sixteen On the scene watchin'

It's like counting up to three (One, two, three) Sing a simple melody (Do re mi, ABC) That's how easy love can be! One, two, three Or simple as A buh-buh buh buh-buh