get some Playin' my position, hot Nixon This one, for all the sick ones, conflict ion Poisonous darts sickenin', best believe Finger itchin' with two broke
love You know these ho's be makin me weak Yall knows how it goes 'b and so I creep Ive been sinnin since you been playin wit Barbie and Ken in You can
you motherfuckers want to set me up and kill me yeah i mean these motherfuckers seem to be all about dreams havin my cake and eatin it people see wea-ken
in So much money, gotta stack to the ceiling And I'm gonna keep doing this forever, god willing Real ni***s like me don't catch feelings Only broke niggas
rule this land Where can I find a flat-chested man? Feel out place and so alone Amidst the hairspray and cologne Attitude cuts you like a knife Ken
Been indited so watch, rhyme, pull on my trial Blow with me, I'm like the life of that old 50 I dose quickly, moves is so shifty Days been broke, on
love you know these ho's be makin me weak yall knows how it goes 'b and so I creep Ive been sinnin since you been playin wit Barbie and Ken in you can
ass end of dat weed 'Cause in da swat's red hots don't drip or bleed Cuz' you know me givin' me left hand dap P funk be ridin' shot gun escort your window broke
shittin' me a, you shittin' me a, you shittin' me a You shittin' me a, you shittin' me a, you shittin' me a, you shittin' me a They talkin' 'bout the stunt broken
up, Atlanta's goin down I bring the sound and I found a betta way Sometimes a nigga gotta do like Barbie and Ken away Since I gotta stay Unemployed niggaz
that shit Stupid you runnin' around like the Messiah isn't a force Then tell me how did my first album even get on The Source I was sittin' next to pimpin' Ken
and get some [method man] Playin my position, hot nixon This one, for all the sick ones, confliction Posionous darts sickening, best believe Finger itchin with two broke
Santa Clause, And Make The Holidays Burn You Can Call Me The Grinch, Cause Y`all Are Nothing But Hoos Just Another Bunch Of Phony Acts With Nothing To Prove [Verse: Ken
Baby Dattaway! (Dattaway!) You smell that? I say look here I been lookin for you in the broad daylight with a flashlight baby Where you been? (Where you been?) Yeah, like my nigga Pimpin' Ken
You know these ho's be makin' me weak Y'all knows how it goes B and so I creep I've been sinnin' since you been playin' wit Barbie and Ken 'n' You can
the problems you can see Oh-a oh I met your children Oh-a oh What did you tell them? Video killed the radio star Video killed the radio star Pictures came and broke
wonder Get the best of you When the night is falling I will give our love a light Every minute every hour Everyday for you and I Now I have to tell you That you broke
