Oh my god, that's my baby Caroline, you divine Mighty fine Shawty really blow the pipe (that's true) Holy shit, I'm really lit It's looking like it's 'bout time to fuck it up Caroline, listen up, don't wanna hear About ya horoscope or what the future

Beach of Fortune and the neon sky You know while back with us will be go tonight That's That's what they told us and they must be right, so let's ride They built this city for me and you yeah, Snoop A yes sir, radio station, BUSH69 when you're down Take me to

Young and reckless, rich and wealthy Say health is wealth, that means I'm deadly That's That's why they sweat me, successful black man With a felony, but what you tellin' me? Don't hire me so I bought the company Bitch ain't shit funny, I'm not Bill Bellamy

The type of shit that make you wanna let go The type of shit that make you wanna Change is slow, always has been, always will be What good is taking over, when we know what you gon' do This is called being high as shit That's That's the name of this song nigga,

My word is bond My word my word My word is bond, my word is bond My word my word, my word my word And that's that's what it is If I told you I was back Nigga that's that's what it is I run the left side of the map My homie got that pack

Must be love on the brain That's That's got me feeling this way (feeling this way) No matter what It beats me black and blue but it fucks me so good No matter what I do, I'm no good without you Must be love, must be love Mu-mu-must be love, love, love, love,

Jus' to redeem your love that's that's exactly what I need I got to hold on, hold on to my receipt (Its kinda hard sayin' this shit to ya face) (So I do it over snares and bass) (Music take me away) Yeah yeah its kinda hard sayin' this shit to ya face So I do

Because I'm happy Clap along if you feel like a room without a roof Clap along if you feel like happiness is the truth Clap along if you feel like that's that's what you wanna do Clap along if you know what happiness is to you It might seem crazy what I'm 'bout

I hope you never see me wind up Want a song that's that's indelible, like manimal, What is wrong with this animal? I'm terrible Farewell, my sweet paramania I have a choice between the bat or the belt Each time I hear about the hand you've been dealt Spare me

That's where it is It's in his kiss If you want to know if he loves you so Whoa hug him and squeeze him tight Find out what you want to know If it's love, if it really is It's there in his kiss How about the way he acts Oh no! That's not the way