Over and over again I think about it 'Cause it's all in my head And I can't keep Picturing you with him And it hurts so bad Yeah, 'cause it's all in my head I replay it And I can't take it

Weekends here, good God almighty, Yeah, yeah, yeah... But we just punched out and its paycheck Friday, Yeah the big boss man, he likes to crack that whip I ain't nothing but a number on his time card slip, I give him forty hours and a piece of my soul,

Hello? Oh my God I know this ain't you calling me again Oof, ooh my God Yeah, yeah, it's him What in the fuck did I tell you about calling me? You found out 'bout who? Yeah, I bet you did found out about him who Yeah, I fuck with him, I fuck with him for

When you hear the... it's on When you hear that.. it's on Alchemist - fuck is the deal nigga? Uh-huh, yeah.. Yeah.. when you hear the.. P yeah you heard of him, big ignorant chains and sports cars Gallons of Bacardi, been at the awards

Aiyyo it's the immaculate conception Busta Bus himself And nuttin other than the godfather, spectacular X to the Zizzle That's what the fuck it is, 'nuff said YEAH! YEAH! YEAH! I want to see you motherfuckers put your hands up Stretch bitch like you doin

I said do you, 'cause I'm through Hold on, I won't so carry on, hey Ah, carry on, carry on, yeah I said uhu, so you found another bed you'd rather sleep in tonight, yeah I said uhu, so I gotta loose for what you think it's a win tonight, yo, hm Said uhu,

La la la la Can't calm down, stalker's round, yeah Can't make a sound, you force my love out Scared in your arms And I know it's a no, no, how I'm feeling for you I can't rid him of my sheets Pain wants me to let go Hurts so much that it's sweet How does

I turn myself on yeah Mirror mirror on the wall Get into it Every time I look at me If the shoe fits (fits) Wear a bitch (bitch) Never mind, screw him Everyday I see myself

Who is this I see, coming through, it's like 3 on the a.m I'ma rob this nigga, and when I'm done, I'ma slay him For being stupid like, comin' through after 1 or 2 And havin' a gun that he couldn't get to, yeah, that one'll do Foolish niggas learn the

Just too far away Gold shimmering sand is making me thinking of her Thinking of her But I am at Half Moon Bay It's just too far away Just too far away, yeah And all along the way she gives me love Gotta take care of her now, care of her now And our place