Can't see me Need a little something You said, just keep it true Lift up your name Seasons change You know it'll never be the same We'll see the sun again I just wanna say that I love you Say what you love, it's alright

You're dirty, disgusting But I can't get enough of your loving Boy, I hate you, really hate you My momma said I shouldn't date you You cheatin', you lyin', I know that you're hiding two cellphones But boy, right before I say that it's the end You sweet

Yeah yeah yeah Hold the fuck up We gonna take this little intermission to listen To what the fuck I got to say, you know I been doing this shit for years: Holding heat, selling Using, abusing all kinds of drugs; Robbing niggas, running up in niggas'

Ooh everything that I told you Ooh you just smile and then you Kiss and tell Everything I say Stuck inside your little web Everybody wants to know, yeah Lips that lie Cover your track Sold me out and

With your little white lies, little white lies If this room was burning I wouldn't even notice 'Cause you've been taking up my mind You say you're a good girl But I know you would girl 'Cause you've been telling me all night You say it's getting late

Say yeah (yeah) Clap your hands just a little bit louder Just one more time when I come by Everybody say yeah (yeah) Yeah (yeah) Yeah, yeah, yeah Just a little bit of sou-ou-ou-ou-oul Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah I know, that-a, yeah

With a satisfied mind How many times have You heard someone say If I had his money I could do things my way But little they know That it's so hard to find One rich man in ten Once I was waitin'

Ya know what I mean Busta Rhymes in the place y'all Let me tell ya a little something, Yeah, alright Busta 1995, this year I want One of them Crazy, Sexy-Cool women Ya know what I'm sayin' One of them real crazy, just sexy

I need a little bit more Don't promise me tonight without tomorrow, too You gotta know what it's like Don't say you miss me when you don't call Don't say you love me unless you do I know you been here before I've been waiting, I've been patient But I

Won't you please look down on me? A little mercy is all I need I say, angel of mercy Angel of mercy Oh, angel of mercy I went to work this mo'nin' My foreman looked me in the eye He said, "Fella I don't know what's wrong with ya, But you look sick enough