over it You say you haven't been the same since you had your little crash But you might feel better if I gave you some cash The more I think
everybody want to tap somethin' Go get your own don't make me have to fuckin' clap somethin' I love my shorty more than life now ain't that somethin' So love you Dany more than
wanted no one no more I hurried into autumn My final autumn, perhaps I desired nothing no more But like a miracle You came into my light And you, my love, my king
my risk bitch whats my damn name? soulja boy cortez! uh got more hoes than got more hoes than got more hoes than a broke nigga socks ..... got more bitches
that the water on I be more than gone run and get your order form Next time I record a song gon put my daughter on Cause she realla than most niggas I
one Anger from the Slums, soak up liquor with a sponge liver Your flow of blood is leakin' worse than a running river Silver spines worse than Cabin Fever
bank getting paid don't believe me you can Google this Got a major deal when the Boston green diamonds why you waste yo skrill I buy green diamond it'
bitches playin' day shit Kept a cheese line security, holdin' three nines I'm tryin' to see mines, knowin' diesel's on the decline Whip the work up, more than
a man's world but the world dont rotate without you far more than rubies, your worth comes from the Spririt in you So beautiful too, runs deeper than
Then hit back where I'm stay Third world we get that cake Thirteen is where I lay shots off to MIA [Verse 8: Rick Ross] More money more problems Don
called down niggas, say good luck to ya They know you're off the hook and you're soon to bleed My reputation states that I kills with speed More drama than
hear this nigga Banks? Oh my god [Verse 2: Lloyd Banks] To fade me its gon' take more than guts You need the eye of a tiger, heart of a lion and King
want to tap somethin Go get your own don't make me have to fuckin clap somethin I love my shorty more than life now ain't that somethin So love you Dany more than
Zu, up in the casino, chips like Bingo Flights to Reno, my team's 'source' like Benzino You 'supreme', we got 'clientele', more kings in jail We so dangerous
knock life and the earth's decaying Trying hard not to murmur and complain It's easier said than than done with those hunger pangs You can't even buy your son Burger King
a step to get to the King Look at the people that's chasing the bling All they pursuing is doing their thing And what does that bring more of the pain
louder*] All I need is one cub, one page, and one pen One prayer - tell God forgive me for one sin Matter fact maybe more than one, look back at all the