What you thinkin' about? Oh what you thinkin' about What you thinkin' about I know everything They say my brain meltin' And the only thing I'll tell 'em Is I'm livin' for the present and the future don't exist So baby take your clothes off, a chance like

They say they ready for whatever! One for the money, two for the show They say they ready for whatever Three for them hoes saying anything goes I been around the world, twice to be exact Six bad bitches and they lapped up in the back And you know it

These catties they be calling off my phone I put corn in for my bro They try to send for me Envy and jealousy is everything I wish upon my enemies All that for them, right back at them What my mind keeps telling me Mind keeps telling me I hear

Confined to pull-out quotes and hotel rooms We've all made petty fortunes but we can't afford a life They all scream California and its toppling empire All we are is entertainment Caught up in our own derangement Tell us what to say and what to do All we

But I was thinkin' maybe we might Hey girl, tell me What you doin' later tonight? Call me crazy I'll take you downtown, table for two I keep it laid back, just me and you right now I'm trippin' over my feet 'Cause the way that you were lookin'

You're yearning, wearing thin Searching for something I know what you're hiding but they can't see what you've got What you've got, baby, what you've got, baby Quit crying and stop trying to be someone you're not What you're not baby, what you're not

But your flag decal won't get you into Heaven anymore They're already overcrowded from your dirty little war Now Jesus don't like killin', no matter what the reason's for And your flag decal won't get you into Heaven anymore While digesting Reader's

Forever, forever you will know Forever and ever, what you will know I no longer wanna feel the darkness in my soul Walk these lonely streets without a home Dear Mary, where’s the kids When did they leave? Where did they go? Feel the morning breeze, after

Street dreams are made of these Everybody's looking for something Niggas push Beemers and 300 E's A drug dealer's destiny is reaching a key Shorties on they knees, for niggas with big G's Who am I to disagree? Uh, what, what, uh My man put me up for the

'Cause it's easy living, easy loving you The weatherman says rain today We'll saddle up and be on our way What's a little rain to a high ridin' rebel or two People keep searchin' for a reason why They say, "Life's a bitch and then you die", But I can't