Ladies, it's your song So as soon as this come on You should get out on the floor Gon' and get your sexy on If you know that you better Then the new girl that he on Go 'head and tell him now Celebratin' our breakin' up, oh whoa

Fellas if ya love your girl fight that appetite for the ladies, appetite for the ladies, Usher Usher, yeah man, true story, Real G's wit me on this one, ya, ya, ya, ya Wifey home, wedding band I'm a lucky man, You'd think I'd be satisfied and truthfully

Evil never dies Beware there's voodoo in the nights The devil's moved from Georgia His mission's still the same The world's become his oyster once again If you don't think you're worthy And you don't meet the cause He knows what's going on behind closed

"I love it when you call me big pop-pa" "I love it when you call me big poppa" To the honies gettin' money playin' niggas like dummies If you got a gun up in your waist please don't shoot up the place (why?) 'Cause I see some ladies tonight that should

Can I get my thrills (If I got it I'ma' give it to you) You know you want some mo girl, So come on Let's get blown Lookin' at the ladies All of them fly

The trip into the black Life's dying fall Graveyard disciples march into the fields Existence through destruction The bodies beneath the wheels Born to pull the trigger Fuel to feed the hate Innocence is shattered The blood that cripples the hand of fate

If he dies, he dies I used to smoke to get high, now I smoke to get vibes I used to tote the semi, I still tote the semi Keep it on the East Side, keep it on the B-side But he be talking out his ass, what is all that shit about? And you still ain't seen

Everyone wants to be a cowboy Grab your guns boy Forty-five by my side, do he live No the nigga dies Life will keep existing while I'm shitin' on the corners Zen, zen zen zen zen zen zen You shot your bullet, but the bullet wwnt Desperado, do work for

But does it matter then See everything go End of all things The life that we know Shift your point of view You've been warned This one-way ticket is for you When all the laughter dies We'll see nothings and realize

(Playing with the boys) Playing, playing with the boys After chasing sunsets One of life's simple joys Bodies working overtime Staying, playing with the boys I'd say it was the right time To walk away