( * Repeat) I know what she's doin' I saw it comin from the start I've watched her in motion She's aimin right for my heart Guess I should know better But it's hard to refuse She's got it down to the letter *Youngblood,

She gets everything she wants She gets everything for free She will fuck up your whole life With her little Gucci coochie Getting real paid since she livin' in L.A seem fucking bored Boy, don't touch what you can't afford

Am I made up of glass? Do you see straight through me? Do you not want to be what we once talked about? I'm losing it, I'm losing it for you This is like a different tune And I'm so in love with you I'm losing my mind, I'm losing myself I keep cutting

Can you imagine? Before we go Picture years, with your mom Hang her picture in the sky Call emergency I've been dreamin' all my life Yo Doc what up my nigga Snoop Dogg, it is what it is This record is so motherfuckin' gangsta man And I think it's time

So good to be bad I say why does it feel so good? Getting what I want, boy Why does that make you so mad? You see, why does it feel so good? 'Cause if it's trouble that you're looking for Oh baby, here I am (I am) Oh baby, here I am I said why does it

Hell, that's alright with me I like whiskey and tight denim On good-hearted women And for that I make no apologies Call me country, call me hippie A wildcat from Dixie And if you do or don't like what you see Everybody knows I like whiskey Preferably

I call it house work 'Cause it's life work (Whatcha, whatcha gon' do?) I'mma throw shapes Feelin' the base to my feet hurt But I'm gon' throw shade if I don't get paid for this house work Would you come along And to leave I'm working Every weekend

I've been runnin' shit since I was the age of 12 Since a young nigga, been a hard-headed hot-head Duck feds, lay low, they do what I say so I've been gettin' money since I learned how to walk for real I see the haters throwin' shots, but they just

Is on their feet Get a little crazy and forget what happens later We made it through the week Now we're headed to the street It's Monday and I hear you when you said that you hate that day Me too but there's nothing much about we can do

Part of me, won't agree 'Cause I dunno if it's for sure Suddenly, suddenly I dont feel so insecure Everybody says the same thing to you It's just a matter how you solve them (solve them) I don't think I knew what I had Everybody's got their problems