Have you heard about my baby? Yes, how I love her you don't know. How I love, how I love her you don't know. I declare it hurt me so bad, Yes, when I heard she'd got to go. Yes I tried, yes I tried, but I let her down. Heard about my baby? Ooh yes, I

Well, I don't know Well this could be the last time This could be the last time Maybe the last time I don't know, oh no, oh no Well I told you once and I told you twice But ya never listen to my advice You don't try very hard to please me With what you

Y'all niggas better not be coming around me with that fugazi no more, you know? Got that thang for your ass, you know? (I'm gonna, I'm gonna, I'm gonna, I'm gonna, I'm gonna I'm gonna have to leave you) A Vet stylin' at Met Gala, tuna salad from La Scala

They used to tell me that I wouldn't be nothing Now Lamborghinis and Porsches we stunting Look at me now nigga Pull up, get your bitch, in drop top we roll out Y'all niggas ain't shit They all act like they ain't know bet they know now I'm up nigga

Throw my hand on a blade for ya (yeah, yeah) I'd jump in front of a train for ya (yeah, yeah) You know I'd do anything for ya (yeah, yeah) Take a bullet straight through my brain Yes, I would die for ya baby But you won't do the same Gave you all I had

Got to love you! I, I'll do anything I could for ya Boy you're my only You don't even know me 'Cause I am, I, I don't even want to fight, fight, fight Said I am, I, I ain't even gonna fight it I, I'm gonna flip these beats on ya Girl me nuh stay like

Turned into my worst phobia A crazy man's utopia If you're lost no one can show ya But it sure was glad to know ya Only poor boys take a chance On the garden's song and dance Feel her flowers as they wrap around But only smart boys do without

You got your hands up, You're rocking in my truck You got the radio on, You're singing every song I'm set on cruise control You're looking so damn hot And I don't know what road we're on, Or where we've been from starin' at you Girl, all I know is I

Now that Macky's back in town Oh, the shark, babe, has such teeth, dear And it shows them pearly white Just a jackknife has old MacHeath, babe And he keeps it, ah, out of sight Ya know when that shark bites with his teeth, babe Scarlet billows start to

Post on the shore like the seashell, yeah We too playa, yeah, we too playa Yeah (DJ Durel) The way we put this shit together, you know what I mean? Huncho and Durel made the beat, you know what I mean? I got this man on the saxophone You know what I