Nur der Mann im Mond schaut zu Wenn die kleinen Babies schlafen Vor dem Bettchen steh'n zwei Schuh' Die sind genauso müde Geh'n jetzt zur Ruh' Dann kommt auch der Sandmann Leis' tritt er ins Haus Sucht aus seinen Träumen

'Cause what you say is what you say Say what you say how you say it whenever you saying it Just remember how you said it when you was spraying it So who you playing with, huh? So I'm out the game, huh? Yo, Dre, we ridin'? Haha, well, I'm with you, homie

Bitch I am up, bitch I am up Bitch I am huh, bitch I am up Thank you very much I'm way too good at this shit I don't even really gotta try no more Oh my God, Ronny Okay, Xans for her dinner, uhh Bag from Margiela, uhh

If someone said three years from now You'd be long gone I'd stand up and punch them out You took my hand, you showed me how You promised me you'd be around Uh Uh huh, that's right I took your words, and I believed

Who taught you that, huh? Dolla boy, who taught you how to ball? Dolla, I wanna ménage à trois Dolla you so damn handsome Huh? Who taught you that? Huh? Who told you how to buckle up when you ride it? Like six flags in the bed, body rollercoast Who told

New choppa, new choppa, new choppa, new choppa Run it up, run it up, run it up Uh Uh huh, uh huh, mhm, yeah yeah New choppa, new choppa, new choppa, new choppa, run it up, run it up I ain't hearing what you say, I ain't listening what you say Get the fuck

I'm gonna (I'm gonna) I'm gonna (I'm gonna) I'm gonna (I'm gonna) I'm gonna catch you lady I'm gonna catch you lady, catch you lady Catch you lady uh uh huh Mmm-hmm, mmm-hmm, mmm-hmm, mmm-hmm Oh darling, will you ever change your mind I've been feeling left

Shawty wanna' thug, bottles in the club Shawty wanna' hump, you know I'd like to touch ya lovely lady lumps C-Call me, s-so I can get it juicy for ya Call me, so I can make it juicy for ya C-Call me, s-so I can make it juicy for ya Ow, uh huh no homo

You want a real one If you gotta man (that nigga weak) 'cause You over there starin' (I see you starin' at a nigga babe) At me, at me, yeah I guess your nigga too lame, huh? I don't really care if (I don't care bout you nigga baby) Girl I bet you want a

Alright, nigga, no more fun and games, let's go (oh fuck) You, you set the standard for (what, me?) the future generation Liar, yeah, listen Slum village with the feeling, get a beat I bet you I'ma kill it (kill it) Huh, you ain't ready for the realest