is Belle BELLE Oh, isn't this amazing? It's my fav'rite part because --- you'll see Here's where she meets Prince Charming But she won't discover
a down, knock a out, go ahead and finish her Hotter than a hot boy, better check the temperature Shakin' all ya haters, try'na get close to me Smoking on some broccoli I love
So yo, why you trying to play me though? Out like a sucker [x4] [Prince Poetry] I reminice back when I was swinging with Mish pretty young thing she
7 Eleven 4-1-0-8-0-9-1-5-9 Same 227 style with one nosy bitch in the blind Hit, one-five-five for twenty sacks and better Nothin but love for this nigga
was Eagerly waitin, anticipatin the style [Verse 4: O.C.] Causin terror throughout the late night Seein the flashin of the break light Those a jaw on the car while she
my CD and let me run a rhyme and put your car on cruise and lay back cause this is summertime Chorus Verse Two: Fresh Prince school is out and it's
the rap thing went on hiatus I picked up the art of acting and multiplied papers I chilled on silk sofas chatting with Operah she asked me if it's true that me
em Streets polluted with drugs Salute 'em with thugs We used to Sleep on a rug A momma never said she loved Or hugged us It's just us, me and my two sisters
be the death of me, c'mon, yeah And I remember what my papa told me Remember what my papa told me, blasphemy Chorus: Prince Ital Love for dem dat steal
Eh, eh, eh, eh. Get out my face. Check it. Mobb shit bitch. Lynch Mobb mane. Eh, eh. The Lu-Lun-iz 3 Times me Ager Man Bart Let me turn up the
dripped in out memories sipping that Hennessey 4/5in in my denim jeans, she told me she was my eyelashes when we hump I grunt just like a bull mastiff, they call me
, kingdom come, prince is a? To be loved, to be loved, oh what a feeling for me to be loved Haters want to murder me and I can smell a hit, So it's music
polluted with drugs Salute 'em with thugs We used to Sleep on a rug A momma never said she loved Or hugged us It's just us, me and my two sisters I'm
me) [Yung Berg:] Yes sir Niggas said Dr Wine wasn't nothing 3 years later Dr Wine got a budget 4 years later now everybody love it (Take it all you need me
like the all star in my 4 car In other words I only call her when I need help Give me brains while I buckle up my seatbelt That's when she told me she
me Poor Cinderella got fed up now she?s changed her mind Done with the phoney prince, it?s now her turn to be unkind She won?t call no fairy, she?s
brain get a blister I love drama so much, because my life is so rough So when you see me out in public, don't you come at me wrong Disrespect me if you