Oh, Daddy, oh, Daddy A good woman like me Oh, Daddy why you go? Mi corazón te llora, llora, llora, llora (Uh-oh-oh) Llora por un hombre que no cura mis penas Llora, llora, llora, llora (Oh-oh) Llora por un hombre que no vale la pena You crossed your

Okay, she keep calling, she keep calling every single night Day and night, on my mind, please don't kill the vibe Oh, no, I swear to God, I be in my mind Swear I wanna die, yeah, when you cross my Said I wouldn't die, yuh, no, I'm not alright, yuh I

I got a chopper in the car (huh) I got a chopper in the car Load up the choppers like it's December thirty first Roll up and cock it and hit them niggas where it hurts If I die today, remember me like John Lennon Buried in Louis, I'm talking all brown

I don't know, no What you do? I never want it to ever be over I'm out in Philly, I thought it'd be colder Drunk off the liqui, I might need a chauffeur Check out my jiggy, check out my (uh) Oh no, no, hold up Pull my sticky out the jar, come on You short

(Oh no oh oh) I love to see the ladies take full control (uh) Confidential the fact that she has her own (...) independent woman don't depend on a soul (...)(sweet) She's alright (She's alright) It don't matter what you want to offer her because she's

Just another LA Devotee Just another, just another, uh oh Swimming pools under desert skies Drinking white wine in the blushing light Sunsets on the evil eye Invisible to the Hollywood shrine Always on the hunt for a little more time I wouldn't change

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

Oh yeah yeah yeah yeah, uh! For too long, for too long Oh yeah yeah 'Cause you make me feel like, I've been locked out of heaven Yeah you make me feel like, I've been locked out of heaven 'Cause your sex takes me to paradise Yeah your sex takes me to

What you think this is? Ayy, ayy, don't need no new friends Ayy, top me in the whip, just might crash the Benz Yeah, ooh, yeah, what you think this is? Ayy, I woke up this morning counted half a M, yeah Ooh, yeah, what you think this is? Yeah Uh, just

When you're falling down Uh, oh oh, oh The world's not spinning 'round No, it's not all about You know I'll be around When you're falling down, falling down It won't be long my darling Pick up the phone, nobody's on it