Bitches ain't shit, but hoes and tricks Aye uh, got this bitch named Tasha, she let me fuck her in the car. Like Kim Kardashian, she wanna be a Star. Got this bitch named Britanny, with big ass titties. But bitches ain't shit, 'cause Bitches act Mickey

But you've got to show me love Words are so easy to say So baby if you want me You've got to show me love Heartbreaks and promises I've had more than my share I'm tired of giving my love And getting nowhere, nowhere It's been so long since I touched a

When I'm not with you Nothing ever feels good When I'm not with you, I'm not me I'm not in control of what I do, it's not me When I'm not with you, it's not me I come back to the places where we found us I'm not in control of what I do We're somewhere in

I'm dreaming of a white Christmas The sun is shining, the grass is green The orange and palm trees sway There's never been such a day In Beverly Hills, L.A. But it's December the twenty-fourth And I'm longing to be up north Just like the ones I used to

This that Juelz Santana, rockin' them Gucci bandanas In the war zone with the hittas I'ma pop up on you in the latest Count my racks up, take a little dope Get my pistol, I don't trust these folk I fuck with shawty 'cause she don't post (Post, post)

Cheating on the blues tonight Let's go out and do it right Throw it into overdrive And get on down the road Shake it till the break of dawn Party till the heartache's gone We'll have us a real good time He left you - she left me Drowning in this misery

Who run the world? (Girls) Who run the world? (Girls) (girls) Who run this mutha? (Girls) (girls) Girls, we run this mutha (yeah) Who run this mutha? (Girls) (Who are we) Who are we? (Who run this mutha?) (What we run?) What we run?

Bring it home, baby, make it soon I give my love to you I remember finding out about you Every day, my mind is all around you Looking out of my lonely gloom, day after day Looking out from my lonely room, day after day I remember holding you while you

Living on my own, living on my own Living on my own, living on my own, oh!

It's the nature of the beast You can hear the thunder long before the storm But you can't hear the lion when he stalks his prey He's moving like a shadow, creeping up on you And like a siren's call he's gonna have his way You'd better run, forget your