Are you telling me this is a sign? I'm not sure of what I see Cupid don't fuck with me! She's looking in my eyes, now I see no other guys Don't think about it, boy leave her alone Are you telling me this is a sign? (Oh!) She likes my tone, my cologne and

I'll be fine When it all falls down, when it all falls down 'Cause when it all falls down, then whatever When it don't work out for the better If it just ain't right, and it's time to say goodbye I'll be fine (fuck you) I'll be fine (I'll be fine) (fuck

Motherfucker, I'm gone Motherfucker you ain't my accountant You don't know what I'm doing Focusing on what I'm giving back Man, make better music Fuck preaching on top of the mountain, people can see through it Keeping my name in your mouth, just don't

Yeah, high top Versaces, I got high top socks I got popsicle diamonds, they no lie, ahk I got hot yellow shit suckin' my socks off (Slurp) It's so crazy how this money start a lot of stuff (What?) Fuck it, look at how much money startin' to double up

A nigga movin' around with a big-ass revolver And a MAC, man I got a gat, man, if there's a problem I'ma solve it What the fuck are you retarded? You touch Shady, I'll leave you dearly departed Motherfucker, you retarded? You touch 50, I'll leave you

I blame it on your love I blame it on your love, I do Every time I fuck it up I can't help it, I can't stop Sorry, I blame it on your love, yeah Every time you get too close I run, I run away And every time you say the words, I don't know what to say

Can you imagine? Before we go Picture years, with your mom Hang her picture in the sky Call emergency I've been dreamin' all my life Yo Doc what up my nigga Snoop Dogg, it is what it is This record is so motherfuckin' gangsta man And I think it's time

We live the life we love We love the life we live Lets all get down Techno heartbeat Fuck your rules who are you to tell me What I can and can't do? Fuck you bitch you just wanna be me Fuck your rules fuck fuck your rules Lets all get

Why don't you put that fucking phone down? Darling, so we could be alone now Can't you just be here when the lights go out What could be so goddamn important That it can't wait until the morning? You got me right here with my clothes off now You turn

Ayy, ayy, ayy, tell me what you know 'Bout a motherfucker out the bottom, with a gold grill gleamin' Makin' all these hoes problems Stalker, creepin' out the fuckin' dungeon Switchblade on 'em, hit the guts like a pumpkin, dumpin' Thirty rounds of the