Knowin' that bad guys tell mad lies? (Sometimes you want more than just a honey wit ass) Why do good girls (what what what) like bad guys? (And why do) Dog niggas (want a honey wit class?) Why do (good girls) like bad guys Hey yo boo, why do (good girls)

What's free? Free is when nobody else could tell us what to be Told my niggas "I need you" Through all the fame you know I stay true Pray my niggas stay free Made a few mistakes but this ain't where I wanna be Before I'm judged by 12, put a 12 on my V

1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7, 8, 9 It's the ten crack commandments, what? Nigga can't tell me nothing about this coke Can't tell me nothing about this crack, this weed, my hustlin' niggas Niggas on the corner I ain't forget you niggas, my triple beam niggas I've

I tell niggas to suck my dick, get the fuck out my face 'Cause I don't need 'em 'Cause they're, never around, when I'm down Shot and I'm bleedin' Yeah, it is what it is man Sirens flashin' you know the routine, the crime scene taped off It started out a

I, don't know what you take me for I, really don't play that shit I, ain't got to get you hit I get out myself and spray that shit Man I'm tired of tellin' niggas over and over I got a itchy-itchy trigger finger, nigga it's killin' me Not to spray this

I'm about my issue babe Ooh, la da da, da da da, la da da da da da da And you can tell by my name, yeah Whatever stands in my way, yeah Every time I take, penitentiary chance all I take God with me I'ma find my way Nigga they ain't even fuck around

Go tell your friends about it (about it) Go tell them what you know, what you seen How I roll, how I be off that coke That shit is pointless I'm the nigga with the hair Go tell your friends about it They told me not to fall in love, that shit is

You know wild bitches tellin' you lies But out there's my water baby, so I hold it down I'm ya' nigga, I'm ya' nigga It-It-It-It's here, the West side Baby MI, MI And I'm out in Miami Gettin' so high, so high Shawty' my nigga, down for whateva'

What these bitches want from a nigga? Really want What these bitches want from a nigga? Bling blingin', all that jewelry girl I bought it Shorty I keep you up on it Baby tell me what you want from me! (what you want?) Ay yo, tell me what you want from me

And there go you How much for your soul and uh Selling me dreams and telling me things you knew You got what I want I got what you need I hate rich niggas goddammit Cause I ain't never had a lot dammit Know you felt the shit just now