Catch Ya Lookin' Back But I'ma Be Gone Wishin' you Had Stayed Took Care Of Ya Home Next Time That You See Me I'ma Be On His Arm Chorus-B: I'ma Catch
Crew got the funky beats And when I see ya, and act like I don't know ya I'm like Missouri 'cause I can show ya Why is my shit so funky it stanks? Pee
count G's from money machines My click trump tight, nigga we roll like dice For the ten china whites seekin hustler paradise Where you from, what's your
tap the B.B.s I'm dizzy, Dru Down, baby Like Nyquil, I drop fever, so either put your five up Or ya gots to leave it like beaver 'cause see ya Nigge
your soul, inspiration for your life every dime made in his life more disastrous help my young n-ggas see my way through the bachelors while my old b-
rock rock ya'll, freak freak ya'll To the beat ya'll, it's unique ya'll To rock rock ya'll, freak freak ya'll To the beat ya'll, it's unique ya'll A-
all USA It's the B-to-the-R-the-O-the-O-K L-Y-N is the place where I stay The B-to-the-R-the-O-the-O-K Place where I rest is on my born day Bust it, sometimes
have a chance. We worldwide worried with the hunger and the thirst, From the third world countries to the second and the first, It sounds like a verse but its more like a plan
't hear it, I told ya It's nothin but bullshit lyrics in yo' folder (ha ha!) On the blues we come colder, Bun B's a boa constrictor, Twista inflicts the
artists in Florida Got a bitch that'll drive with a package from Atlanta to Dallas You ain't know, better ask your bitch Paul Wall, Bun B, B.G. is as
no religious What ya thought, ya act suspicious, but ya get it So chill wit it, plus nothin of y'all, ever been in my shoes Ya probably, play wit a doll
Check it out, one two M-Illi-Tant I be the, alias Malik B Internationale rationale All the people up 68th Ave And across Broad Street Or Silk Lane in
From servin' here Rob certain, I'm burnin' On my way from Mt. Vernon Swervin' a stretch Bourbon Identity of this man I look Persian Hey yo, we gotta get him I wanna know where
