I know you're trying to see me. But I'm kinda busy. She telling me, she like my song. (She said she like my song). . She said she got nothing on. But heels and a striped thong.
Everyone is waiting for you to come back, come home. Everyone is waiting for my bad habit to start. And no matter how hard we try. Things come and go and eventually pass by.
(feat. Lil' Wayne). . "Nigga, ask about me" [x4]. "I'm a hustler, I'm a, I'm a hustler homie" [x2]. "Nigga, ask a, nigga, nigga, ask about me" [x2]. "I'm a hustler, I'm a, I'm a hustler homie" [x2].
You're love is all that. But mine is much better. What what what. You're love is all that. But mine is much better. What what what. You're love is all that.
I will admit, I tend to be a little selfish. But only when it comes to. Something that I couldn't miss. . The hardest part is trying. To know what I really want.
[Intro]. But I'd rather get some bread. But I'd rather get some bread. . [Chorus]. I said I love having sex but I'd rather get some bread. But I'd rather get some bread, but I'd rather get some bread.
The beat of war reigns on. Can you hear the sound of marching drums?. And bullets fill the sky. Men kill to show their nation's pride. . The smell of death endures.
Yo. All of my rhymes fall all of my days I trade. All of my dimes and all of my bad ways I fade. Killing late nights cruisin'. All you see is the break lights.
I'm a hustler, ladies man, of course a playa. So say ya, prayers when I park the gator. Ya neighbors, suspect some suspicious behavior. And ready to call ya captain save her, to come save ya.
Say something anything right now. You know I'm choking on. How bad it hurts to say goodbye. Trust in the words I say to you. It's killing me to see you desperate.
I tip down, grippin' on pine. Sour apple caddie wine berry overline. Paint on shine, reclined on swine. Slab in slow-mo, but my rims on rewind. . The block won't mind, trunk blow from behind.
And when the smoke clears nothings left. Black ashes still fall from the sky. I see a figure standing far away. And a shadow on the ground, but I don't know why.
No no no no. No no no no no. No no no no. No no no no no. . All day, all night. All day, all night. . You used to be someone I could hold. You used to be somebody I could talk to.
mo money mo. u bring me trou-. mo money mo. u bring me trou-. mo money mo. u bring me trouble. u bring me trouble. but im still in love. im still in love.
I will admit, I tend to be a little selfish. But only when it comes to. Something that I couldn't miss. . The hardest part is trying. To know what I really want.
Mo' money mo', mo' money mo'. (You bring me trou, you bring me trou). Yeah, mo' money mo'. (You bring me trou, you bring me trouble). (You bring me trouble but I'm still in love).
Last drop of the bottle fell out. Reluctant not to crash. Enter fading lights. From top of the stage. Set in broken glass. . And all these tears and pain.
[Chorus - Chamillionaire]. They all happy about the records I sold. Now I'm back for the victory, 'bout to get on the road. They say I gotta sell records, but I ain't sellin my soul.
Mix tape Messiah. . Yeah uh-huh, Chamillitary mayn, Chamillitary mayn. And I mean that there, and I mean that there. And I mean that there, yeah-yeah.
Should have seen this coming. You're way too good. For anyone but me. . Think about it. Because we know. You do. . We start in December. We'll end in November.