Ain't got no regrets, I can't complain my life is great I just woke up today made a hundred thousand dollar play I sold 'em, ran them bags before an hour hit So many blue hundreds they stickin' like they counterfeit, I print this shit Whole lot of ones

With a red and black one at the Texaco She hopped in your truck Sang alone with one on the radio Big red one going down Feel like one in a small town Parked way out in the dark And they danced on the hood She was sitting on the shining light Then gave

They didn't try So why would we try If we can wait Just have ourselves a time Free like the mind It always waits For friends to come around So they'll get high

Devil's Island! Devil's Island! And here on Devil's Island, The light that fill my lonely cell, Is blocked out by the key, That locks the door to this hell, The place they wanted me. Time's racing like the wind, Execution's near. Oh Lord, I wait for

Girl I don't wanna be the one you iggin' I need me a li'l baby who gon' listen Li'l Kodak they don't like to see you winnin' They wanna see you in the penitentiary My mama told me, "Boy make a decision" Right now I gotta keep a tunnel vision They sendin'

If you give me what I want I'll give it to you right back What we came for They don't got it like that where you from I will, I will, I will Never forget the thrill I asked her can I have your number Looks like blue must be your color Love the way you

Someone told me long ago There's a calm before the storm It's been comin' for some time When it's over, so they say It'll rain a sunny day Shinin' down like water I want to know, have you ever seen the rain?

Ain't living long like this Can't live at all like this,can I baby? They got'em all in the jailhouse baby I look for trouble and I found it son Straight down the barrel of a lawman's gun I tried to run but I don't think I can You make one move and you're

Has he got enough money to spend? M-O-N-E-Y's me Drink slow to feed the nose you know he likes to get blown, Leave no he's to and fro he doesn't like it when the girls go It's going off 'cause they're not gonna let him in Two and a half the boy is

Bitch!es always be all, giggling and shit. But they get mad when there favorite song don't come on in the club. Catch an attitude and shit We got one for them. Goes like this We wrote a song for the hoes You like to hear? here it goes A little something