The way you move it, you make my pee-pee go Doing, doing, doing The way you shake it, I can't believe it Doing doing doing Police saying 'freeze!': doing, doing, doing I ain't never seen an - ass like that I ain't never seen an ass like that I don't

Rest your head now don't you cry Don't ever ask the reason why I, lost all I had (that April day) I, turned to my friends (nothing to see) I, wrote down a name (and read it twice) I, wallow in shame I, said that I love (eternal skis)

Yeah, mama built a saint (saint, yeah!) Yeah, countin' up the O's, I thank (thank, alright!) Yeah, lookin' at the O's I drank (aw, it's lit!) You can't see that on the road, I blank Murda on the beat so it's not nice What I bought (what you buy?) I'm

I keep the 40 cal on my side Steppin with the mindstate of a mobster See a nigga pass by Tuck your chain in cause he might rob ya Got glocks for sale, red dots for sale Anything that you need, believe me, I'm gon lace you Just don't whatever you do,

Or into it what you read You can do it your own way If it's done just how I say Independence limited Freedom of choice is mad for you my friend Doesn't matter what you see Freedom of speech is words that they will bend Freedom with their exception Do you

I am who I am I've learned what I've learned By finding the right way in all of my wrong turns I love what I love I ain't afraid to say it cause I'm damn sure man enough That's what you need to see to get a picture of me I grew up on the edge of a

Can't you see that it's just rainin' We could pretend it all the time There ain't no need to go outside You hardly even notice When I try to show you this Song is meant to keep you Wakin' up too early Maybe we could sleep in

You know that I could crush you with my voice Whoa, I want to hate you half as much as I hate myself Stood on my roof and tried to see you Forgetting about me Hide the details I don't want to know a thing Wish that I was as invisible as you make me feel

Seems like lately there's a whole lot of leavin' goin' on I close my eyes and picture you're hand in mine I still hear your voice that takes me back to that time Where I can find a reason to be strong It's pretty cold for late September And autumn wind

What you see is what you get 'cause I'm from out the projects Remember sliding in that Yoda ducking dodging Now my Cutlass sits so high I don't know how to drive it I'm on A1A slidin' but I ain't got no license I'm a A1 these slimes but I ain't got no