Uh God uh you know what we gotta do son Why know what I'm sayin? Word up Make that millions fam No doubt, it's only there for the takings son Matter of fact let me get some of that beer son We drunk all that shit hey yo 44th Side convention Queens

You ain't never run off with a hustler in your life, huh? I'm from 1800, I'm a hot boy, but I'm iced up Ugly corner where we smile with you and we don't like you Just hopped off the plane I just got out about a day ago Everybody love me, when they see me

"Got so much to do. Huh, honey?" "Yes, definitely. I'm just..." "Well, look, again, if you need mom to come out there for a week..." "I don't think that needing, like, mothering." "No, no, not mothering. Organizing. Or doing, doing tasks." "Yes, right."

The temperature's risin, huh and ain't nothin surprisin The temperature's risin, no there's nothin surprisin The temperature's risin (There's nothin surprisin) Word up, son, I heard they got you on the run For a body - now it's time to stash the guns

Ride 'til we die, on 'til it's up I will rob and steal witcha, dog nigga what Thick like blood, where's my dogs Uh, there's my dogs Dog nigga what? On 'til it's up Where's my dog? Gotta have that Now who I am is who I'll be until I die

Girls, girls, girls, girls I've been looking at girls, girls, girls, girls I've been looking at girls Oh-ooh-uh-uh There's a million things I should have done, but I can't help it Oh-ooh-uh-uh, oh-ooh-uh Going up and down, and spinning round and round, I

Come in for a minute Welcome back It's just me and you in this room right now And there's so many things that are on my mind Uh, yea, uh (be with me) Sometimes it's hard to say That's why I take all I've got

Hey, so what you wanna do? She's 'bout to go in She likes that low end Damn, her ass is so big Just keep it bumping Peaches and cream Uh oh, there she go, that's that look all on her face Shorty dancin' like she knows she's the baddest in the place Hey,

And there go you How much for your soul and uh Selling me dreams and telling me things you knew You got what I want I got what you need I hate rich niggas goddammit Cause I ain't never had a lot dammit Know you felt the shit just now

So turn me on Just look inside your speakers You set me free And there you'll see me You can set me free And there you'll find me There you'll find me Uh, there I go 2 clicks north of the bronx