(Jay) Fuck that (This is it right here baby) You know what it is Yo, I used to have bad luck Now you might see me in a Jag truck Mad stuck, either with a dime or a bad duck Double-R T with the matchin' bandana 38-snub blue steel with no hammer And I see

YMCMB, Ross niggas doing it School for the blind, I don't see these niggas doing it I’m doing it and doing it and doing it well Niggas wanna test me boy, who wanna fail? Hit you like a bully bitch, yeah saved by the bell If you scared, go to church I’ll

Granddaddy's gun It sits above the mantle on a couple rusty nails And it's worth a bunch of money but it damn sure ain't for sale It's just a double barrel 12 The stock is cracked and it kicks like hell It wouldn't mean what it means to me to no one I

Feels like my life is ready to blow Me and my love we'll take it slow I hope she knows that I'll love her long I just don't know where the hell I belong She remembers my name How optimism led me astray Two hundred things I took the wrong way But I saw

In your face Jealousy makes you nasty In your face! Yo-landi vi$$er! gooi! Bring it! Bam! you don't know who I am! I'm a phenomenon that you can never understand You don't know where I come from! you don't know where I hang! I fuck you when I slam with

That's rich nigga problems, lil' whoadie If lovin' me is wrong, I don't wanna be right then, bitch you hatin' I'm never home, one time I thought I was home it was only the matrix Rich nigga problems, lil' whoadie I'm never wrong, one time thought I was

Y dime que me amas aunque sea mentira Y dile en su cara que aún por mí suspiras Dime cuál fue mi error Si mi único delito solo fue amarte Hoy soy el perdedor Él me ha robado el truco pa' enamorarte No puedo negarte los celos me están matando Me parte el

I need to be the one who takes you home And I know, and I know, and I know One last time One more time I promise after that, I'll let you go Baby I don't care if you got her in your heart All I really care is you wake up in my arms I know I should've

Un poco de miel Te vi que llorabas Te para tres No hay nada mejor Las tazas sobre el mantel La lluvia derramada El eclipse no fue parcial Y cegó nuestras miradas

Standing in the rain Milk carton mug-shot baby Missing since 1983 Twenty years of dirty needles So if you see me will you just drive on by Or will I catch the twinkle inside your eye And did you want me? Well I guess I want you Oh pretty baby how could