Yeah that's right Twenty-three Twenty-four Twenty-seven

Baby this ain't working, it's a labor of love Its a full time job, the work's never done Twenty-four seven, it's a labor of love Yeah, everything I got, it's all about us I wanna die in your arms, hearing you say my name I know where this is going when I

But all the ho shit still so smelly Three-sixty-five, twenty-four seven Percocet got a nigga nose sweaty Belch wrong, get your throat slashed Nigga, broke ass, where's your cash? Nigga, Santa Claus with no bag Nigga, you a ho-ho-ho ass, nigga Nigga with

What a difference a day made Twenty-four little hours Brought the sun and the flowers Where there used to be rain My yesterday was blue, dear Today I'm a part of you, dear My lonely nights are through, dear Since you said you were mine Lord, what a

Welcome to my hood Everybody know everybody And if I got it everybody got it uh Look at all these old school Chevy's Twenty four's so you know we roll heavy uh They outside playing hopscotch And every know this is the hot spot Them boys will put you down

Yeah, today the big day Been here four years, eleven months and twenty-nine hot ones One more day and I'm a free man walkin Leavin from behind these gates, I paid my debt to the state And ever since they took the weights Wasn't much for a nigga to do but

Christmas bells are ringing Follow, follow Honest living, honest living And it's beginning to snow Twenty five Twenty four Twenty three No room at the Holiday Inn, Oh no

The only thing I wanna do Is baby hold you tight, 'cause all that gets me through After a long hard day is a long night with you Tryin' to keep that wolf at bay Twelve out of twenty-four hours a day I'm bustin' it, breakin' my back Swing that hammer,

Twenty four karat magic in the air Head to toe so player Put your pinky rings up to the moon Girls, what y'all trying to do? Oh they don't know? (Go on tell 'em) So many pretty girls around me and they waking up the rocket (keep up) Why you mad, fix ya

Now this nigga been shot but you already know that You were at the jail recently and master Codi told him This ain't no place for you He said, being locked up twenty four hours a day That shit ain't gangsta He said, being outside takin' care of your