You can miss me with that fake shit How you real but writin' statements? Money in my hands, spend it all then I replace it My gang in the buildin', we came up from dirty basements Nigga try to beef with us, we left him in the pavement Take a puff and all

strip that down, girl (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah) You know, I love it, when the music's loud But c'mon, strip that down for me, baby Now there's a lot of people in the crowd But only you can dance with me So put your hands on my body You know, I love it

I feel a sin (I feel a sin) comin' on Sweet temptation All over the place Give me tall dark and handsome, Mix it up with something strong I feel a sin comin' on And you can see it All over my face I feel a right that's about to go wrong

Yeah-eah-eah-eah And I say yeah-eah They tell me think with my head, not that thing in my chest They got their hands at my neck this time But you're the one that I want, if that's really so wrong Then they don't know what this feeling is like I'll tell

From four till late, I was wringin' my hands and cryin' From Memphis to Norfolk, is a thirty-six hours ride A woman is like a dresser, some man always ramblin' through its drawers From four till late, she get with a no-good bunch and clown I believe to

I wanna throw my hands up high And forget who I used to be And get a taste of your luxury You don't wanna cry tears with me (tears) You just wanna keep sighin' (sighin') Sometimes I wonder if you're bad for me (you're bad) But that's what keeps me

There's blood on my hands I can see blood all over my hands The longer you lay next to me the further I ran The longer you stay close to me the further I ran Wake up in the middle of the semi of the night With some tears on my pillow and this blood on my

Well, my left hand's free Well, your left hand's free Pick a petal eenie meenie miney moe And, flower, you're the chosen one And your right's in a grip With another left hand Watch his right hand slip Towards his gun, oh, no Hey, shady baby, I'm hot like

But don't just sit with folded hands and become blind 'Cause even when there is no star in sight You'll always be my only guiding light Well I know I had it all on the line One, two, three We're on the permanent red The glaze on my eyes When I heard your

Count up bands with my best mans (Cook up grams with the left hand) Cook up grams with the left hand Left hand (left hand) Count up bands with both of my hands Cookin' up grams with the left hand Shout outs go out to all of my fans Dropped out of school