This is for you, not for anyone else but you It's own special song, I wrote it for you Just for you, for you
Louch] I see why'all niggaz want to ride my dick, Don't put your hands up on me, come out the leather Put the hammer to hatin mouth, nail it shut Get off my dick and get you butt, try and nut this nut is macadamian, keep the mack and I'm Damian This game you don't to play me in Niggaz need somethin to do, you ain't gon ride or nothin Might as well hate from the side, not that good Bitch I'll push your motherfuckin cap back like you open the hood Flesh burner like puttin in wood Don't add nothin, don't count nothin unless it's Let me see, he done been on atleast tours Bad cars, he get thirty for bars See that's the problem motherfuckers don't But they think that they what you do and what you don't Where you live, what it cost, what you gettin for a Who your girl, she from, what you buyin for that ho So at that I tell you your biz Punch out, take the bus and mind your kids Before ya kids be pumpin my work, bitch doin the Get down and throw sperm on her Can't be him, he ain't supposed to shine that Back with BadBoy that nigga ain't rhyme like Damn he hot, you sure? That if you think I'm nigga Key to life, Puff, used to be with nigga Yeah, L-O-you-see-H be -E sick in the H-E-A-D I worry why'all stop hatin, it's a problem, waitin When I'm back to drinkin old beers like Walter Easy wider, web like a fuckin spider Haha, why'all niggaz than apple cider I pull a all nighter, pumpin the Weed and a spliff, nigga it's the and the gift
The fuck, yo engineer do me a Come in here for a minute, (Hey is everything ok in there?) Nigga, who you to stop the beat? Get ya ass in there and another beat on