Picture me rollin' Is y'all ready for me? Clear enough for ya? Yea right Why you niggas look mad? Y'all supposed to be happy I'm free! Y'all niggas look like y'all wanted me to stay in jail Picture me rolling in my 500 Benz

Found your picture in an old coat And the ghost stirred deep inside. All this time and I still feel the cold From the madness in my pride. Don't know why you ended it that way I would've thought that you would tell Me to my face Color me blue on blu

How could you do it? I never saw it coming I need an ending So why can't you stay Just long enough to explain? You made yourself a bed at the bottom Of the blackest hole (Blackest hole)

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)

I know you'll never let me down I'm just thankful for your love, yeah Baby, I'm so glad you're here Baby, I've got something to say, my dear I'm just so glad you're mine Baby, why did it take so long? Oh baby, see You only made my love grow stronger

I hope I don't make you mad With what I'm bout to say boy Here we are once again And I'm having second thoughts boy I'm not messing with you head But I changed my mind boy I don't know why I'm here At the same time I want you near

You can't hurt me now I got away from you, I never thought I would You can't make me cry, you once had the power I never felt so good about myself Oh Father you never wanted to live that way You never wanted to hurt me Why am I running away It's funny

I'm just sitting In my car and Waiting for my girl. Why don't you ask the kids at Tienanmen Square? Was fashion the reason why they were there? They disguise it, Hypnotize it. Television made you buy it. Waiting for my She's scared that I will take her

All my people right here, right now D'you know what I mean? Yeah, yeah They know what I mean yeah, yeah I met my maker I made him cry And on my shoulder he asked me why His people won't fly through the storm I said, "Listen up man, they don't even know

All she needed was some At a Clippers' game on the court-side Watch a nigga' shoot like a .4-5 They mad at me, too, I got more fire Why these bitches see you "go home, Roger" (Go home, Roger) Tia and Tamara in my bed I'm a smart guy I ain't fucking with