Possessive (2014)

Actors

• Gregg Blossom (actor)
• Kasey Cole Braun (actor)
• Terence Lee Cover (actor)
• Ryan Dontje (actor)
• John D. Green Sr. (actor)
• Richard Grissom (actor)
• Troy Henderson (actor)
• Cullen Humphreys (actor)
• Daniel Kubacki (actor)
• Jeff Priskorn (actor)
• Aaron C. Wade (actor)
• Casey Wylie (actor)
• Lena Arnett (actress)
• Lena Arnett (actress)
• Paul Belleau (actor)

Genres

• Comedy
• Drama
• Thriller

Taglines:

To Have and Withhold

Making Change (2012)

Actors

• Michael Arturo (actor)
• Ed Begley Jr. (actor)
• Rob Brownstein (actor)
• William D. Caldwell (actor)
• Jim Chlopecki (actor)
• James Davis (actor)
• Ryan Dobosh (actor)
• Gavin Dunne (actor)
• John Fairbairn (actor)
• Dave Fennoy (actor)
• Cam Gigandet (actor)
• Kevin Glikmann (actor)
• Paul Grider (actor)
• Kevin Griffin (actor)
• Chris Ackerman (actor)

Genres

• Drama

Taglines:

Sometimes it's easier to try to change the world....than yourself

Divine Manipulation of the Threads (2006)

Actors

• William N. Bell Jr. (actor)
• Bevan Bell (actor)
• Bo Bell (actor)
• Brady Bell (actor)
• Eric Brown (actor)
• Buddha (actor)
• Nicholas Burchett (actor)
• Eddie Cody (actor)
• Brian Cooper (actor)
• Kevin Cooper (actor)
• Mack Cooper (actor)
• Trent Dee (actor)
• Brett Dobbs (actor)
• Arnold Edwards II (actor)
• Brad Alsobrook (actor)

Genres

• Comedy

Taglines:

Sometimes the perfect heist is just too perfect

Da Jammies (2006)

Actors

• DJ Clue (actor)
• Justin Davidson (actor)
• William Dolla Chapman II (actor)
• Ginuwine (actor)
• El Hud (actor)
• Tucker Macomber (actor)
• Mario (actor)
• Jamal McCants (actor)
• Darius McCrary (actor)
• Jonathan 'Lil J' McDaniel (actor)
• Aulsondro Novelist Hamilton (actor)
• Anderson Pittboss Johnson Jr. (actor)
• Wes Scarpias (actor)
• Morgan Smith (actor)
• Michael Bell (actor)

Genres

• Animation
• Family
• Short

• Lyrics: play full screen play karaoke
• Dolla - Kesha
• Dolla - Fort Minor
• Who The Fuck Is That - Dolla
• What Do You Do? - Dolla
• Sex Slave - Dolla
• Role Model - Dolla
• Pussy Pleaser - Dolla
• Pussy Champion - Dolla
• Never Ever - Dolla
• Make A Toast - Dolla
• Loudmouf - Dolla
• I'm Fucked Up - Dolla
• Heartbreak Collision - Dolla
• Good Pussy - Dolla
• Gonna Be Alright - Dolla
• Ghetto Prayer - Dolla
• Georgia Nights - Dolla
• College Student - Dolla
• Change - Dolla
• Camera Phone (freestyle 2009) - Dolla
• Bedroom Bully - Dolla
• Assume The Position - Dolla
• Allmighty Dolla - Dolla
• Dolla - Dolla

Wake up in the morning feeling like P Diddy got my glasses i'm out the door i'm gonna hit the city
Before i leave brush my teeth with a bottle of Jack
Coz when i leave for the night i aint coming back
I'm talkin pedicure on our toes toes
Tryin on all our clothes clothes
Boys blowin up our phones phones
Drop toppin playin our favorite C.D's
Pullin up to the partys
Tryna get a little bit tipsssyyyy
Dont Stop, make it pop
Dj blow my speakers up
Tonight I'ma fight
Till we see the sunlight,
Tick-Tock go the clock
But the party don't stop no
Woah woah ooh ohh
Woah woah ooh ohh
(x2)
Aint got a care in the world but got plenty of beer
Aint got no money in my pocket but im already here
And now the dudes are linin up 'coz they hear we got swagger
But we kick em to the curb unless they look like Mick Jagger
Im talkin everybody gettin crunk crunk
Boys tryna touch my junk junk
Gunna slap him if he gettin too drunk drunk
Now now we goin till they kick us out out
or the police shut us down down police shut us down down
po po shut us down
Don't stop, make it pop
Dj blow ma speakers up
Tonight I'ma fight
Till we see the sunlight
Tick-Tock go the clock
But the party dont stop no

Yeah, like that Y'all
Uh huh, whoo, like that
Fort Minor, S.O.B.
Yeah, like this, listen
Attention please, I only need a second
To make a mental impression directly on any record so
Give me space to move, room to prove I'm stupid with the P's and Q's
Ladies and gentlemen I'm sending you bending
Pretending the pen is a needle, I'm injecting the venom
And I'll be damned if I let another man get to me
I'll bruise you with a shoe to the family jewelry
I'm back with fury, attack quickly
Sick with a BIC pen, all up in your shit man
You never knew the flow was sick as this
Bitch, listen when I'm letting you know
Got a grip on these tracks that you wish you got
Got a clique full of assholes, I kid you not
So when that mixtape's done and that album drops
Ryu and Tak and me got it loaded and locked, believe it
You still breathing? I'm cocking and squeezing
Tucked still? Nope, I don't give a fuck who sees it
Broad days sitting sideways, stuffed in a small cave
For three fucking weeks 'til you reek like dog waste
Ugh, really, I put a punk in his place
Let's see if he freestyles with a pump in his face
Got something to say? Please, better keep it a secret
The streets got hideous ways of handling beef, bitch
So eat shit, hate it or love it, the underdogs on top
Getting faded telling people to suck it
Bucking 'em down for real while you fucking around
I'm stuck in the house for months tryin to sharpen my skills
So how does it feel? You lames want to claim my throne
You got a better chance getting Danny Hayes on the phone
Good luck, I flame suckers 'til they're black and crispy
Sneaking heat up in the club like a flask of whisky
Yeah, I'm here to crack the roof in
You got a nice watch but your raps are useless
You better cut the crap 'fore i snap some nooses
And leave you all snoozing' on some afternoon shit
I hit the streets with a cake and batter for fun
Just to spit bleach in his face
It's lunchtime punk, open the face
Hit you with a punchline 'til you choke on your teeth
Catch me at the show rockin' in that tipsy mode
Like Angels and Demons unlocking DaVinci's Code
One drop in the cannister, people split the globe
Blowing every planet to shit once I hit the road
You in the tight bitch, cut you with apathy
I'm on the night shift see I hustle like cassidy
So kick that shit sound and let the west coast see
One of the illest names, Ribkat from S.O.B.
That's right, Fort Minor
We Major, Mike Shinoda, S.O.B.
Heavy Guard, Machine Shop, Linkin Park

(feat. Akon & T-pain)
I own the club
That's right
Akon, Dolla-Dolla
Especailly the strip club
Let me talk to em T-Pain
Let me talk em
Konvict let me
Talk to em
Chorus:
I hit the club with a mug
So mean got them niggas
Like who the fuck is that
Then I hop up out the car
So clean got them hoes
Like who the fuck is that
Hit da door like right
Left back fourth
Yeah, I got money nigga
That's of cousrse
Hit the stage
With a b-boi stance
The club owner like
Who the fuck is that
Pull up in something
Tented 200 on the dash
Ya'll shit rented
I drop cash
Watch the doors lift up
This nigga then went mad
I'm wat you never had
Some of this some of that
Tell that bitch
To give me kiss
Then I smack her on ass
Throw a stack
At her and laugh
This shit to me
Ain't nothing
How much money do you have?
That's not up for discussion
I be mashin out
Wih something european
On them buttons
I been rich since I was 11
My grams look
Like 7's my killers
Look like reverends
Yea u better count
Yo blessings
Convict piece around my neck
Misdameter on my risk
Got a fellon on my pinky
Got you blinking when it glince
I got strippers on a payroll
Charges in Diego
Ya-yo like it's Mayo
Don't play around with me Paso
You should see the stello
Neighborhood nino
Bithces call me Dolla
But these niggas call me D-Bo
(Chorus)
Akon:
Niggas that u ever saw
Don't make me have to come
Around and spray at all y'all
The world so small
It's big as a golf ball
Just like them perfect titties
It's pressing against the wall
And while we tossing dollars
They be staring at my team
You wishing that a nigga
Had looking so clean
Track jacket on my back
Looking mint green
Hanging off my ass
It's some konvict jeans
Your no longer better
Your in a lot of chedder
No matter how
Ya look at it bet
I can do it better
No need for lookin better
Like a glass of armmeretter
Got a lil Vendetta
Then bring out
The heavy metel
Pull up on that trigger
Like I'm pulling on
These hoes
After magic city
Nigga anything goes
So impateint
Can't wait to club close
I'll be in the lambo
Poppin side ya don
(Chorus)
Dolla:
I'm shinning
Like a motherfucker
Vvs it blanking
Steve earkle by the tongue
That purple steady stankin
You talking yo the deckin
I got swag I got juice
See me in that bentley coupe
Right from runnin shoot
You be running when I shoot
I be shooting where you running
'Kon got me out the streets
Told me dolla get the money
Now I'm the club
Stuntning like la, la, la, la
Laughing at these cow niggas
Like ha, ha, ha, ha
Look you fucking with a winner
Stripping lobster for dinner
Bet you any game
You other just beginners
In my d-oy stancebout
To pop a rubber band
Fuck that fighting in the club
You nigga fuckin' up my plans
I'm tryna get a dance her name
And her number taker her
To the telly get some brain
In the hummer
You niggas make it rain my dollar
Make it thunder album coming soon

[Intro: x2]
Another day in the skin of a young black man, tender age of 25
Is the average life span, we rather sell dope or rob than work
For the white man, that's why there's less nigga in college and more nigga in the can
[Verse 1:]
We so use violence it ain't never silence all we hear mommas cryin cause deaths keep on multiplyin and crime seem more easier to get into instead of some big institute, that's why I'm out here hustlin grindin for my family's food fuck you type of attitude always got a gat or two, I two hard for what I got I ain't with them jackers move crackers do what to disrepect, they rather see a rope around my neck thanmy diamond necklace, get The Message "Don't push me I'm close to the edge", I confess we drank or smoke weed or pop pills to ease the stress cops killin niggas off every other arrest "like we don't pay our taxes and we ain't here to protect".
[Chorus:]
Why just show me then try to take it, it's the same old story but ain't shit changin what do you do, trouble leaves then it's back again, what do you do, do you fight it or let it win, what do you do, start talkin and sick off drinkin but to stop the pain and start the thinkin, what do you do, trouble leaves then it's back again, what do you do, onedo you fight it or let it win, what do you do
[Verse 2:]
It's easy to get a gun than it is to get a job, so we result to goonin lookin for someone to rob, and gang affliation got me ridin in the back streets I'll be godamn if one these busta catch me, reality's a muthafucka but in life's bitch tryna find a women with morals and common sense and confidence she can one install in my kids I'm involve in the streets ain't nothin I ain't did shotguns that come equiped with the velcro strap it'll knock you off your pivot and a pussy nigga back better hold can't control it fuck around and hit a stray, where we grew look around and you see j's everyday like we play for NBA but we choose to sell yay young niggas stressed out tryna smoke the pain away waitin for better days prayin not to fade away, hope the feds don't kick me door and take a young nigga away
[Chorus:]
Why just show me then try to take it, it's the same old story but ain't shit changin what do you do, trouble leaves then it's back again, what do you do, do you fight it or let it win, what do you do, start talkin and sick off drinkin but to stop the pain and start the thinkin, what do you do, trouble leaves then it's back again, what do you do, onedo you fight it or let it win, what do you do
[Verse 3:]
R.I.P. to Sean Bell, Emmet Till and Oscar Grant and my father died due to tardy ambulance he could of survive but shit they choose to take they time cause we was livin in the hood where niggas totin that iron, one time for my single independent black women workin two or three job to provivde and make a livin, baby daddy's either deadbeats or locked up in prison neither way to help her out so it make me no different, she got to raise children on her own and be strong and somehow turn that broken down house into a home turn boys into men and make daughters feel safe the presence of a father is something you can't replace our brothers get mislead and involved in the streets our sisters get knocked up then the cycle hits repeat, we knee high deep in problems and we need to start fixin before we let this end we got start ton pay attention, Nigga
[Chorus:]

[Singing:]
I'm looking for my sex slave
[Chorus:]
Come be my sex slave
I'll behave
You need to call your job and take for the day
I'll make you wanna stay
Teach you 4 play
Step into my room I do you all kind of ways
Sex slave (sex slave), sex slave (sex slave), sex slave (sex, sex, sex)
Sex slave (sex slave), sex slave (sex slave), sex slave (sex, sex, sex)
[Verse 1:]
Baby doll your so flawless
I need you with me
I'll give you my all
Tell her I'm card less
Take you in me deep
I'll go back, back and forth
Left to right 'till you get sore
Let you know it's yours, it yours
[Chorus:]
Come be my sex slave
I'll behave
You need to call your job and take for the day
I'll make you wanna stay
Teach you 4 play
Step into my room I do you all kind of ways
Sex slave (sex slave), sex slave (sex slave), sex slave (sex, sex, sex)
Sex slave (sex slave), sex slave (sex slave), sex slave (sex, sex, sex)
[Verse 2:]
Day and night I might
I'll invite let's Do-it-right
You could spend the night or you could spend some days
Walk around the house being my sex slave
We could blow haze's
We could drink too
Got some freaky things I'm trying to do to you
We do it on your hands or maybe all fours
Baby let me see you make your hands touch your toes
[Chorus:]
Come be my sex slave
I'll behave
You need to call your job and take for the day
I'll make you wanna stay
Teach you 4 play
Step into my room I do you all kind of ways
Sex slave (sex slave), sex slave (sex slave), sex slave (sex, sex, sex)
Sex slave (sex slave), sex slave (sex slave), sex slave (sex, sex, sex)
[Speaking:]
Know what I'm talking about baby
I could be your umm (sex slave)
I mean you could by my umm (sex slave)
Yeah sex slave know what I'm talking about
We could get into some sex slave type of shit know what I'm talking about
Bring the whips out and all that type of shit
If you ain't in to that I'm into that know what I'm talking about
It's whatever you like know what I'm talking about
I'm just swirling your world baby

[Verse 1:]
My home boy got life, gettin hard for me to look at em
Feelin like it's my fault, judge throw tha book at em
His momma call me son, his sista call me brotha
We was eighteen gettin it, chevys all colours
Super far from a sucka, he ain't neva tuck his tail
On the east of Atlanta givin these sucka niggas hell
Get caught go to jail, I would later make bail
Hit tha trap on tha same chic back to the mail
Get a rat, lay it down we was tossin em up
Any nigga talk shit we was boxin em up
Shoot dice, talk shit til the sunlight come
Get bored start shit, boy we so dumb
We be laughin on the phone bout the thangs we done
Askin the lord why he lock em down so young
I shoulda told Cause chill, hed prolly be free
Shoulda set an example cause he was lookin up to me
[Hook:]
Hey I can be ya role model
Life ain't all about the club poppin bottles
For what you need, gotta learn how to follow
I can be ya role model
Forget tha trap, all tha 9's an tha choppas
Insted of gangstas we could use some more doctas
I can be ya role model
Fuck bush or whateva you wan call em
An id rather be fixin old problems
I can be ya role model
I know you grown, you can do what chu wanna
What a man is a father to a daughther
I can be ya role model
[Hook]
[Verse 2:]
My sister been two years since the feds, had a baby before she left
She send me my nephew, swear I love em to death
Momma raise a good nigga, ain't have a father figure
Only niggas I knew was rappers an drug dealers
Pretty good at tha rappin damn good at tha trappin
So bitch where would I've been if my daddy was a actor, doctor, lawyer a teacher, a judge
Prolly never seen this trap shit neva touch the drugs
I be in tha strip club throwin money like it's nothin
I should try an start a business an invest it into somethin
I be callin brothas niggas, I be callin sistas bitches
Sometimes I sit think, the fuck wrong with me
Smokin an drinkin to distay my mind
Need to get back to school and try to clear my mind
Live right, get a job, or some kinda degree
Set examples for kids that look up to me
[Hook]
Hey I can be ya role model
Life ain't all about the club poppin bottles
For what you need, gotta learn how to follow
I can be ya role model
Forget tha trap, all tha 9's an tha choppas
Insted of gangstas we could use some more doctas
I can be ya role model
Fuck bush or whateva you wan call em
An id rather be fixin old problems
I can be ya role model
I know you grown, you can do what chu wanna
But a man is a father to a daughther
I can be ya role model
[Hook]
[Verse 3:]
I told em bout sellin drugs cause that's what I've done
Talk about bitches an hoes cause I know some
I ain't talkin to all women but a bitch is a bitch
If ya call yourself a women you ain't offened by this
Grown man havin babies, spendin money on weed
Knowin god damn well he got mouths to feed
See I call that a nigger, that's some ignorant shit
45 in tha club cause he scared to commit
Got the nerve to say pimpin, time to give that up
There's somebody always lookin tryin to be like us
An these young black men mimickin rap songs
While the niggas in that rap neva live that song
Neva seen that jail, neva walked that line
He went an told on somebody he was scared of tha time
Live right be a man, I call that G
Set examples for niggas tryn be like me

Pussy pleaser, pussy pleaser
Giving women the fever
Make love to her mind leave her with amnesia
A house keeper bitch I let her clean my place up
And she don't speak English but she know I"m a great fuck
A dread lock diva always tell me to blaze up
She smoking while I'm stroking, love to twist that haze up
A hood-rat chick she don't wear no make-up
Cause she already know I'm give her a facial
A hair dresser chick always fucking my braids up
So after we fuck I make her fix my braids up
A vegetarian and she say she don't eat meat
But every now and then she put her mouth on me
Got a stripper from Atlanta with a big ass butt
She say I gotta make it rain before she let me fuck
I got a vilameans[? ] chick, I meet her at 12
And after I'm done she do my boo-she bitch toe nails
Got a bitch on parole, she just got out of jail
I don't trust her in my house so we meet at the Tell
I got a bitch from New York she be calling me son
Until I beat it like her daddy now she call me the one
I got a girl that graduated she just turned 18
I swear to god I couldn't wait until she turned 18
Got a bitch with tattoo's all over her frame
She in love with a nigga so she tatted my name
Got a bitch with short hair like the old Lil' Kim
But you gone get dick tonight you are not Lil' Kim
I got women with light skin and women with dark
Sometimes we role play but I don't stick to my part
I be way to excited "Girl your make me hot! "
Lay your ass on this bed and get a pussy massage
I got a plus size bitch, not because of her looks
Cause after I bet her down she get in there and cook
I got a cop-cop-cop-cop police bitch
We don't hang out much, I hate that police shit
I got a runway-runway-runway gal
She always write me dirty letter's, she's a freak pen pal
I got a bitch I been knowing way before this rap shit
And she don't call me Dolla she be screaming my government
A bitch 45 she be wearing granny-draws
But she be tripping all the time it must be the menopause
Got women different places, all over the world
And they all keep in touch of how I make the toe's curl

[talking:]
Pussy champion, pussy champion
[Verse 1:]
Pussy champ
Ohh god dame
All the bad women know who I am
Got a ring in my room where I work on my jams
I could give you fast combinations like zapple
Bite it like Miketon, Down goes Frazer
She throwing down her towel but the ref can't save her
Undefeated recorded, all by the way I knock out
I be beating on that pussy 'till I make that pussy tap out
Coming out the ropes like take that
We can do it by the mirror if you like that
Do it like a speed bag BA BA BA BA
Then long hard strokes like TA TA TA
[singing:]
Pussy champion, pussy champion
[Verse 2:]
I'm a pussy champ and not a pussy champ
I be making hoes right out, I went to pussy camp
We can do it near the light near the pussy lamp
Make her put my name on, get a pussy stamp
Well I'm a motherfucker daughter, sister, auntie and niece
Fuck a stripper, lawyer, doctor and sometimes police
Fuck have your homegirl saying dame he a beast fucker
Ya man lame, I'm a make you wanna leave the sucka
Face down, better work on your arch
I explore that pussy, touching each and every part
Destroy that pussy have you screaming for help
Throw my hands in the air put on my champion belt
[singing:]
Pussy champion, pussy champion, pussy champion
[Verse 3:]
I make the pussy say OH
Make the pussy say AH
I tell that pussy HI then I tell that pussy BYE
I tell that pussy COME then I tell it when to STOP
Then I tell it when to GO then I tell it WHEN NOT
I tell it when to DRIP DRIP DROP
Then I tell it to pick it up DONT STOP
Drop the pussy, pop that pussy
Let me see the pussy pop
Round 1, round 2
Hope you make it that far
Make it that far
I got so far deep in that
I have you screaming out loud
Screaming out loud oh lord can't take it no more
God dame she sore
I'm the
[singing:]

i said i neva heard her da again but quiters never win its only gettin colder and da winta never ends im only gettin older and how am i suppose ta stay sober this love hang over yall vultures trna eat off women approach us wit all kinds of offers its me and my girls and we all flawless dont wanna luv u baby maybe we could all just abuse our trust get confused between the two you know the love and the lust the luv is a must if she decide to touch and she provides a crush thats always holdin me up

[Dolla] (Speech)
Yeah! Hey what up girl, how you doin',
Here's a celebration you wanna talk about,
So all you need to do is put your bottles up,
And your glasses in the air
(Chorus)
Let's make a toast.
We ain't never going back to being broke
Every day stay stacking up the dough
Let's make a toast (Woaaah oh) (Let's make a toast)
Yeeeeah, Let's make a toast
Let's make a toast
How she poppin' when she drop it down low
I just whisper in her ear [Do it slow]
Let's make a toast (Woaaah oh) (Let's make a toast)
Yeeeeah
Let's make a toast
[Dolla verse 1]
We gettin' paper like a billy goat
Remember being really broke?
You should see my safe, boy, that thing look like a jewelry store
Money grow like Chia Pets, I just gotta get it wet
Stretch it out like spandex
We don't rent apartments
We gon' buy the complex bein' broke is nonsense
I don't get the concept but understand the context
Money on my conscience money on my mind
100,000 on the watch
Who said you cant buy time?
(Chorus)
Let's make a toast.
We ain't never going back to being broke
Every day stay stacking up the dough
Let's make a toast (Woaaah oh) (Let's make a toast)
Yeeeeah, Let's make a toast
Let's make a toast
How she poppin' when she drop it down low
I just whisper in her ear [Do it slow]
Let's make a toast (Woaaah oh) (Let's make a toast)
Yeeeeah
Let's make a toast
[Dolla verse 2]
Let's make a toast cuz we gettin' it, and we already got it,
If you can't see me now, wait 'til I stand on ma wallet,
If money is a topic, you consider me in,
I get that guaranteed money 'fore the season begin,
We can fly in any weather, touch the season we in,
That's winter, summer, spring, fall,
And we get it again, let's make a toast,
[I forgot, what's the reason again?]
[Oh we got Pablo at the bar and he be sneaking 'em in]
That's why she leaving her man,
It's just me and a friend,
I told her meet me at the telly, I could teach you to bend,
Keep on playing wit' them losers, I could teach you to win,
20 bottles of the Spade, I could teach you to spend.
(Chorus)
Let's make a toast.
We ain't never going back to being broke
Every day stay stacking up the dough
Let's make a toast (Woaaah oh) (Let's make a toast)
Yeeeeah, Let's make a toast
Let's make a toast
How she poppin' when she drop it down low
I just whisper in her ear [Do it slow]
Let's make a toast (Woaaah oh) (Let's make a toast)
Yeeeeah
Let's make a toast
[Julian verse 3]
{Do whatcha doin' baby}
{Look at whatcha doin' to me baby}
Make a toooooaaaaaast [make a toast]
Make a tooooooaaaaast
{Do whatcha doin' baby}
{Look at watcha doin' to me baby}
Make a toooooaaaaaast (make a toast)
Make a tooooooaaaaast'
[Dolla verse 4]
Hey make a toast to the Benjamins,
Chaloupas in the dividend,
Fettuccini pasta, and all the other synonyms,
Women I be swimming' in,
Carolyn and Marylyn, Virginia and Savannah,
It feel good to be American,
I done hit the cities and left jackas in the ambulance
Chillin' in your house
Waitin' on you like a brutha man
When it come to the money I don't under, I overstand
Middle finger in the air, bottle in my other hand
(Chorus)
Let's make a toast.
We ain't never going back to being broke
Every day stay stacking up the dough
Let's make a toast (Woaaah oh) (Let's make a toast)
Yeeeeah, Let's make a toast
Let's make a toast
How she poppin' when she drop it down low
I just whisper in her ear [Do it slow]
Let's make a toast (Woaaah oh) (Let's make a toast)
Yeeeeah

Loudmouf nigga, always talkin like a hoe
U's a loudmouf nigga, always talkin like a hoe
U's a loudmouf nigga, always talkin like a hoe
Talk, talkin like a hoe
Talk, talkin like a hoe
U's a loudmouf nigga, always talkin like a hoe
U's a loudmouf nigga, always talkin like a hoe
U's a loudmouf nigga, always talkin like a hoe
Talk, talkin like a hoe
Talk, talkin like a hoe
Hey U be walkin like a, hoe
Hey U be talkin like a, hoe
Hey boy dat shit between yo leg
Prolly be bleedin like a, hoe
Hey boy ya act just like a, hoe
So I gives a fuck about ya, hoe
Hey U's a naggin nigga
Worser den my baby mama, hoe
Cause see I pay attention
Hey I sit back and listen
And when I hear ya speakin boy
I think ya dry snitchin
It ain't cool pa'tner
U breakin rules pa'tner
U say my name pa'tner
I'm a smack da hoe up out ya
Cause U be violatin,
Talkin and instigatin
While these real niggas down here
Paper chasin
U need some motivation
U need some hustle nigga
U need to man up
Stop ackin like my lil sista
Cause U's a fuck boy
Ain't got no nuts boy
Ain't gone learn
Till ya end up somewhere slump boy
U wanna stunt boy?
I get da pump boy
And have my young piranhas
Eat yo ass for lunch boy nigga U's a
Loudmouf nigga, always talkin like a hoe
U's a loudmouf nigga, always talkin like a hoe
U's a loudmouf nigga, always talkin like a hoe
Talk, talkin like a hoe
Talk, talkin like a hoe
U's a loud mouth nigga, always talkin like a hoe
U's a loud mouth nigga, always talkin like a hoe
U's a loud mouth nigga, always talkin like a hoe
Talk, talkin like a hoe
Talk, talkin like a hoe
Uh Uh Uh
Nigga I know yo type
U's a shit talker
But U don't know my type
U fuckin with some shit starters
I'm from Atlanta, Georgia
Where we keep dem hammers on us
And everybody and dey mama
Slangin dubs or quarters
We don't like yo kind
U's a loose lipper
U must be sniffin coke
Or fuckin with some heavy liquor
Homie, we bury niggas
For talkin sideways
Dat 12 guage
Turn yo braids, 2 a caesar fade
I keep a Lisa Raye
A pretty thick bitch
4 niggas like you out here
Suckin on dis trick shit
She bring my money back
She bring it back quick
U ain't no different boy
My bitch'll have U sellin dick
U wanna act like a, hoe
Well I'm a a treat U like a, hoe
Hey U ain't worth my time boy
I'll get my gal to fight ya
Cause U's a sucka cause
A straight busta cause
A po' excuse for a man
U disgust me cause nigga U's a
Loudmouf nigga, always talkin like a hoe
U's a loudmouf nigga, always talkin like a hoe
U's a loudmouf nigga, always talkin like a hoe
Talk, talkin like a hoe
Talk, talkin like a hoe
U's a loudmouf nigga, always talkin like a hoe
U's a loudmouf nigga, always talkin like a hoe
U's a loudmouf nigga, always talkin like a hoe
Talk, talkin like a hoe

Shit im runnin for president, i need you to vote for me
Chorus:
i gotta cup for the drink, tip for the women, money in the air and the room keep spinnin, body keep sweatin, 1, 2, steppin, eyes in the low but i like this feelin, and im F**k'd up, im F**k'd up.
my wrist shinin, cuz i stay grindin, im the man of the future, i got white diamonds, red diamonds, shit i even got fuschia. she winked at me, so i winked bak, where the waitress at? lets get it in motion. Yea i got the potion, i thought you should kno, bitch ya on my arm like Marylynn Monroe, as ya like bitches, so i like her, playin with the kitty and it aint got fur. we need drinks, right now, not later, straight shots, F**k chasers. Great duce patron, now im gone, every song is not my song, nothings wrong, im just faded, turn that up, thats my favorite.
Chorus:
i gotta cup for the drink, tip for the women, money in the air and the room keep spinnin, body keep sweatin, 1, 2, steppin, eyes in the low but i like this feelin, and im F**k'd up, im F**k'd up.
as the girls keep starin, as my eyes keep winkin, honey's in the air cuz a nigga aint thinkin, talkin with a slur but the nigga's still drinkin, spilt on my shoes "Damn they're European"
wanna see what cha lookin like, what cha trippin with, turn around, let me see you keep trippin it. get it to me baby thought i let it bak, but ya f**k a young nigga that rap.
hold on whats next, lets flex, one test, i must have sex, thats right lets talk for a lil bit, f**k that, lets f**k for a lil bit, and thats that.
Chorus:
i gotta cup for the drink, tip for the women, money in the air and the room keep spinnin, body keep sweatin, 1, 2, steppin, eyes in the low but i like this feelin, and im F**k'd up, im F**k'd up.
i say, we.. should have some drinks...
tell me.. what you think...
maybe.. we can go...
back.. to my home...
Chorus:

[Verse 1:]
Before the fights start to kick off
I always used to trick off
And keep her in designer bags
To have her girls pissed off
Ridin' with the top off
They don't ever go out
And if a nigga pop off
You know I'm a show out
You know I'm a show out
Yeah you protected
And all of my EX's gotta respect it
You too young to get in
But I was connected
So the bouncer at the front
Let her enter through the exit
Five minutes before we get in
My song get requested
And we start throwing hundreds
Til all the strippers get naked
Damn we used to kick it
Now we disconnected
I thought we was different
But we ain't no exception
Late night texts
Keep us arguing
Used to be running through my mind
Now you're jogging
Now you're just walking
And footsteps lightly
Until they start to fade away
And all I hear is silence
But it ain't here never after no attachment
Used to be amazing
Don't know how that happened
Used to say I love her
And I would really mean it
Now I'm sitting thinking
Trying to comprehend the meaning
[Chorus:]
Where do we go from here
When we know it hurts
But we just can't seem to let go
From here
So work things out
But we both end up hurt
And it seems
To disappear
'Cause the love we had
Just ain't no longer here
And I'm lost
On a road
With no speed limit
A heartbreak collision is near
Don't pull me over
Oh I just can't take it
I just can't take it
[Verse 2:]
Before our love starts to tear up
I'd rather get the hell up
To focus on my gwap, collect a check and get some mail up
You used to fix your hair up
Put on clothes and make up
Used to put it on me
In the morning when we wake up
Used to cook and clean
And do laundry on occasion
Now you sit around the house
And I'm running out of patience
Got the nerve to be complaining
But the bills stay paid
And they ain't never late
And I ain't never laid
A hand on you
That ain't what men do
My momma taught me well
Snow boots by Chanel
She getting every fall nigga
It'll never fail
If money every funny
Bet you she can never tell
Unless I ever told her
Just to show her what it was
Like I'm out here doing all of this sh*t here for us
But that ain't no longer here
'Cause we no longer there
We looking for commitment
That we no longer share
[Chorus:]
Where do we go from here
When we know it hurts
But we just can't seem to let go
From here
So work things out
But we both end up hurt
And it seems
To disappear
'Cause the love we had
Just ain't no longer here
And I'm lost
On a road
With no speed limit
A heartbreak collision is near
Don't pull me over
Oh I just can't take it

Lay-deezz... mmmmwah... dolla baby... let me tell ya whut I like...
I'm a pussy eatin', tittie suckin' beast
Bonafide Freak From my head to my feet
Being in tha sheets - That's my favorite place to be.
Open up wide gone climb on top of me.
I'm a throw it deep, gotta throw it deep,
Then I throw it deepa now she fuckin up my sheets.
I'm a lil' wide receiver - I'm your favorite QB
Gotta fill that tank up call me QT
I call her Pretty P, her pussys so raw
Body of a goddess like some shit you neva saw
Grab her by the waist
Sit it on my face; my favorite dish -
I like how tha pussy tastessss...
{I like good pussy real Good Pussy}
Baby open up and let me fuk ya good pussy
{I like wet pussy real wet pussy}
Baby open up and let me eat yo' wet pussy
{I like tight pussy real tight pussy}
Baby open up and let me see tha tight pussy
{I like right pussy real right pussy}
Baby let me'... let me see ya right pussy
I like good pussy like I love my home
I think about that pussy when I'm all alone
I call her on the phone just to hear her voice
I kno that she playin' with herself and that she moist
I like how she dance, I like how she feel, I like how she freaky when she pop a couple pills.
I like how she look, I like how she act, I like how I ain't gotta ever tell her throw it back.
I know that she, knows that shes mine, and if she ain't well fuck it I'm just lying.
And if I'm lying then I am just flying and I'm so fly that I don't need no grind.
{I like good pussy real Good Pussy}
Baby open up and let me fuk ya good pussy
{I like wet pussy real wet pussy}
Baby open up and let me eat yo' wet pussy
{I like tight pussy real tight pussy}
Baby open up and let me see tha tight pussy
{I like right pussy real right pussy}
Baby let me'... let me see ya right pussy
I like it like ooooo... I like oooooooo... like ooooooo... like ooooooooooo...
Freaky, freak me... shawty freak me... freak me... baby freak me... freak me... ya mama freak me... I freak
U... u... u freak me... me... I freak u... u... u freak me... freak me... freak me... freak me...

[Verse 1:]
Remember on the block when I was broke and bummy, I working for the older homies making small time money I used to try holla at you but you act all funny you said you need you a nigga with a gang of money, you was only 15 but you did have plenty used to lie to my G'z tell em that you was 20 I didn't wanna hate the game so I remain with the truth he'd mad if he knew he was fucking a youth old enough to be your dad but you was taking his dick he use to talk behind your back calling you sluts and tricks, get ya nails and ya hair done you thinking you fly you was just another rat to occupy his time sooner or later he'd mad and toss you off to the homies, you either find yourself fucking or you find yourself lonely not to mention baby mama got a gang of drama find out bout ya presence it became a problem
[Chorus:]
When the road gets rough baby there's no need to worry it's gonna be alright I know ya stressing and your stuck but you got to keep it moving don't give up the fight, when your feeling outta luck and your world is full of darkness, you can't see the light, just remeber I got love and you'll never have to worry gonna be alright
[Verse 2:]
I know you feeling like you up against the whole world and no doubt baby girl it's a cold world yous about to have a baby with no father figure don't let nobody put you down fuck that scandlous nigga, you gotta take care of yourself and new child no more hanging with the crowd in the streets wild you got responsiblity and it ain't fair who ever said life was fair don't nobody care you gotta keep your head high and strive hard if you wanna make it far in this white world see yous a young black girl so it's hard enough if you move out the hood you won't be missing much but keep in touch every now and then come around or prepare for these bitches and their put down they're jealous I guess they wanna be like you but they're so caught up they don't really know what to do
[Chorus:]
When the road gets rough baby there's no need to worry it's gonna be alright I know ya stressing and your stuck but you got to keep it moving don't give up the fight, when your feeling outta luck and your world is full of darkness, you can't see the light, just remeber I got love and you'll never have to worry gonna be alright
[Verse 3:]
I heard you went back to school and you graduated alot of muthafuckas thought you would never make it and ya kid looking up to you believe that all the positive you do they see that you say you found a male friend and you really like him said wanna have a happy home and I ain't mad at that but don't forget about the homies and where you came from some still got love and I'm the main one so when you get a lil time give me a call and maybe we can get together and have a ball and if your mans a lil jealous tell him don't worry, let him know that I'm just a friend from back when, even though you never gave me a single chance I could never turn my back, ooo I like that, don't cry baby girl it was a hard fight tough times gone by, it's all right.
[Chorus:]

[Verse 1:]
11-25-87 I wep my first cry
Momma gave birth Paternal twins but one of us died
A heart racing, body aching doctors looked suprise
He's a miracle child he made it out alive
So since the womb I was doom but I was taught to survive
Daddy couldn' tstay in the room he's losing his mind
Told the nurse to come and get him when everythings fine
He's outside on his knees and asking god for a sign
Let her make it though the labor cause I know she trying
I heard through the grape vine that in you I can find
I know it's work against time but I need you now
I could'ntstand to see my wife lose another born child
Meanwhile my momma 1... 2... 3
Sqeezing the nurse hand then out comes me
My momma's only son daddy's little man
Prayers was answered right there where he stand
[Chorus:]
Lord I know in these streets this life ain't fair
But I hope you understand please forgive me for what I gotta do
Can you hear my ghetto prayer
[Verse 2:]
Dear lord can you hear me please can you answer my prayers?
You know it's hard down here it's seems nobody cares
I'm the man of the house but I can use some help
I can't image all the pain my momma heart done felt
I was only yeh high when you took my pop's
Now everybody start to say I look like him alot
My older sister Puda yeah she be runing the streets
I'm a couple much younger she don't listen to me
My little sister Nikki she be depending on me
I'm in the streets everyday making sure that she eats
It's crazy cause at the same time I'm stressin' my mom
I gotta call her every now and then so she can stay calm
Don't wanna see her baby boy locked down or poped up
And Tori keep telling me to stick to this rap stuff
It's hard believe me especially when the rent due
My other half died and scrap that's why they sent you
My nigga
[Chorus:]
Lord I know in these streets this life ain't fair
But I hope you understand please forgive me for what I gotta do
Can you hear my ghetto prayer
[Verse 3:]
It's been times when I felt like giving up
Couldn't take the pressure stress start building up
You see the corner of my eye start filling up
And I can go anywhere but I'm feeling stuck
I guess the hood got me strapped and caged in
It's getting harder everytime that the world spins
I can't win cause it seems I was born sinner
No matter what I'm always guilty I was born NIGGA
They say the eyes never lie look me in my soul
I spit pain cause that's all I ever really know
I walk the hood see the blood stains in the streets
It's kids dying I swear it's taking over me
I can't sleep over ghetto birds and gun shots
I'm staring at the ceiling thinking with my gun cocked
I guess it is what it is so I'm dealing with it

[Singing:]
A rainy night in georgia
A rainy night in georgia
Oh it's a rainy night in georgia
All I could feel is rain all over the world
[Verse 1:]
I feel the rain on my window pain
Waking up in cold sweats
Had some dreams of going out with a vein
Shit my poppa died by the gun
I died by the gun
And if I ever had a son he probably die by the same
I pray to god I don't curse my seed
And my baby don't come out with some kind of desease
Do to my bad needs
Every breath I breathe and every step I take
The clock ticking bring me closer to faith
Poppa died at 25 so he must of been great
They say the good die young I must be on my way
And if todays that day then I'm a died like a man
With a smile on my face knowing I never ran
Tell my girl and my niggas I did all I can
Came up with a plan and times got side track
Enjoy being young and rich and yew can don't get black
Tell them crackers kiss my ass I was pride to be black
[Chorus]
[Verse 2:]
Have a party at my funeral celebrating the life
When I die a baby was born that very same night
And as I took it's first breath I took my last
Life flash before my eyes of what I did in the past
You know my first piece of ass the jokes and the laughs
And the silly shit we did for the love of the cash
Get dough, fist fights wild party and shit
All the cars a nigga drove you know phari n shit
Then I felt the warm feeling from my head to my feet
I could'ntmove tried talking but I could'nteven speak
Heard a fimilair voice "son come here to me"
I tried viewing who it was but I could'ntquiet see
But I know I feel comfortble sold that piece
For the first time ever a nigga felt stress free
If I could rewind the time do it all the same

[Chorus:]
I'm looking for a college student
I need me a ivoy league
Someone that got there masters
A fucking bachors
I need me a college student
I need me a teachers pet
Someone that got there masters
A fucking bachors
[Verse 1:]
Aye, snitches get stitches
Bitches get hickies
Dolla get money
Ya'll get pennies
Rappers say how I keep it moving
I ain't finish
Nigga's betting hundreds
And I'm trying to up and win it
My lifestyle lavish
TV's in the dashes
Long legged women
Flat stomach, fat asses
Me and my pistol
My on and only level
And I keep her close to me
Like a simese brother
I ain't gotta spell it
The chopper spell it for me like
When we passing by your homies
I be laughing at your homies
When I'm marching pass your homies
Neck on froze got archin-neck[? ] on it
[Chorus]
[Verse 2:]
Swag got a all time high
I'm a awsome guy
While these niggas so sweet
Like celong[? ] pie
Look I've always been a king
Like Deon guy
Yeah he used to be my dog
He a felaon now
Fly dog baby doll, you is for my shit
I'm in my two door shit
With the roof all out
Niggas gone keep lying
Before the truth fall out
I pay niggas nevermind
I pay bitches attention
You better find another nigga
Let him pay your tuition[? ]
I ain't into nutrition
I just though I should mention
I need somebody with a masters

Yea Yknamtalkinbout
East Atlanta Trappin, West L.A. Gangsta
Man I can't leave these streets I love 'em too much
[Verse 1:]
Son to niggaz like I skeeted in they momma, A-Town paper
Chasin dolla after dolla at the p.o box adressin problem
After problem bitch I'm from the A and that's the bottom of
The bottom we don't know our manners cause our momma never
Thought 'em, niggaz tottin hammers cause we out here starvin
I heard he Brett Farve (in) A-Town ballin, he ain't seen them
Goons he's to busy hot doggin look at here darlin I'm sunday
Morning Eazy No Stressin That's Eazy off take a knee and thank the Man, get Eazy off the dresser that's Eazy No Pressure That's Eazy No Pressure, We to busy get money we ain't worried bout recession to damn depressin and I'm countin every blessin, learnin every lesson I got it no question real street nigga no fake no flexin.
[Chorus:]
My momma can't get no sleep, my sisters always worried bout me
It's like I can't leave the streets cause it's always gon be part
Of me, I'm tryna change tho, I'm tryna change tho, I'm tryna change tho, I'm tryna change, I'm tryna change, I'm tryna change.
[Verse 2:]
Free niggaz know the pedigree, lame I'll never be, on the road to riches got a lot of shit ahead of me self evaluatin learnin how to be a better me, they don't compare to me another me there'll never be, cause GOD he Carry (Curr) me they could never bury me I done seen the light you can't scare (scurr) me niggaz try to spare me shots don't purge me askin for respect he ain't fear (fur) me in the hood daily cause I love that dirty, check [?] real bad boy call me Mike Lowrey ball like barry [?] tinkle bell niggaz cause they just fairies, M.O.B 4 life to money I'm married to the hood I love to the set I claim to the top we went from the bottom we came.
[Chorus:]
My momma can't get no sleep, my sisters always worried bout me
It's like I can't leave the streets cause it's always gon be part
Of me, I'm tryna change tho, I'm tryna change tho, I'm tryna change tho, I'm tryna change, I'm tryna change, I'm tryna change.
[Verse 3:]
No struggle no progress that's just part of the process it's for my niggaz in the projects stuck in that complex bout time I pay homage speakin dope boy ebonics never seen college still somethin like a chemist the way birds fip still somethin like a gymnast, numb your whole mouth still somethin like a dentist twist a cigarillo fill it with the spinach pass it all around let my niggaz hit it I be round the world in my A-Town fitted nigga you ain't heard this is A-Town Business sure not a gimmick and I'm sure not timid you could lose your life in a New York minute where the niggaz play the trappin or the women climb poles where your homies grandmomma got a fresh pair of gold,
Adios! Goodbye, Goodbye Adios! [x4]
[Chorus:]
My momma can't get no sleep, my sisters always worried bout me
It's like I can't leave the streets cause it's always gon be part

I need a bitch that suck dick by the pound
When I nut she lick it down
Get up and get a towel
Wipe me and wipe me down
That's my motherfucking freak
That's why she always around
If I wasn't in the lab we probably be fucking now
Pearl tongue licking, nipple sucking, ass smacking
Now she jumping up and down on my dick
I could see it in her stomach
Now she peaking starting to run in
As I pull her closer to me
I could tell it's getting good
Cause she screaming "This yo pussy! "
Now we sweating, ass naked
Took a breather for a second
Took out my Ne-Yo
Play my R. Kelly record
12 play I could say
I get more butts then ash trays
But her pussy's inspectble and that is on a bad day
Sliding in and out her
Got her legs on my shoulders
Got my hangs around her neck
I slightly chock her
As I stroke her
I could tell we getting closer
She biting on the pillow
Body shaking like a seizure
As I proceed to work the middle pussy killa
Can we come at the same time?
And really get connected
Pistol right there on my dresser
So you know your well protected
Hot her playing with her pussy
I don't touch her I just watch
Rub my fingers on her clit
And move it in and out her twat
I'm as hard as a rock
Yeah she begging stick it in
But I'm like you gotta work
Before you get this dick again
Let me see your back bend
Like it when you work it out
Like a bitch that eat a bitch
I think it's time to turn you out
Kiss each other in the mouth
Open up and stick it out
Open up and spread her out
As you eat her I'm a fuck you
Baby how does that sound?
I know we sound terrific
Now they asking me who's is it?
I smirk and I reply
I'm like "Neither one of ya'll bitches! "
This lifestyle is vicious
When you young black with riches
Hoping out of benzes
Plus they know you with the business
Confusing love with lusts
Getting hard could tell the difference

[Speaking:]
Hey ladies listen up man
I think that dude, you dealing with a sucka man
You need a bedroom bully
Somebody who can handle you when it's time for you to be handled
Know what I'm talking about
Schools out baby
Leave them little boys alone
Cause I got you
[Chorus:]
I got her in my room screamin' like I'm trying to kill her
Beating on my chest like I'm a gorilla
Some call me horse some call me gotta fill her
Better ask around baby I'm that nigga
It's the bedroom bully, bully, bully
I'm a bedroom bully, bully, bully
[Verse 1:]
Bedroom bully you know what it is
I ain't letting you leave until you tell me who's it is
Heard you got a man but he can't do like this
Scream my name and make you climb the walls like this
Yeah
Kiss you from the head then I kiss you from the toes
Get the pussy wet then get you fresh up out your clothes
I'm to busy hearin yeah
I don't never hear a no and I bet she gone want more
Bet she gone want more
[Chorus:]
I got her in my room screamin' like I'm trying to kill her
Beating on my chest like I'm a gorilla
Some call me horse some call me gotta fill her
Better ask around baby I'm that nigga
It's the bedroom bully, bully, bully
I'm a bedroom bully, bully, bully
[Verse 2:]
I could have you feeling like you never felt before
You could climb up or I could freak you on the floor
I'm the bedroom bully I'll beat the pussy up
No I don't use the full stages love it when I'm rough
I could pull on your head when I smack you deriair
You could scream out my name while I beat it out the frame
I'm the bedroom bully I'll beat the pussy up
No I don't use the full stages love it when I'm rough
[Chorus:]
I got her in my room screamin' like I'm trying to kill her
Beating on my chest like I'm a gorilla
Some call me horse some call me gotta fill her
Better ask around baby I'm that nigga
It's the bedroom bully, bully, bully
I'm a bedroom bully, bully, bully
[Speaking:]
Yeah
Know what I'm talking about man
For the hoes that don't know what a bedroom bully is
I'm talking about is... when you get in that bedroom you take total control
Of what that young lady want you know what I'm talkin about
SO young ladies out there listening I'm a bedroom bully
Just so you can know I think you should know that know what I'm talking about

[Chorus:]
Baby turn around, round, round
Spread them legs wide, wide, wide
Put your hands over your head
Finna be a long night, night, night
Assume the position, position, position
Assume the position, position, position
Assume the position, position, position
Assume the position, position, position
[Verse 1:]
Assume the position
I know so many position
Every night with me is different
I set fire to your ignition
You start it I'm a finish
I know how to handle women
Step into my room and let me give that ass a whopping
Haha
I be turning them and flipping them
Licking them and sticking them
Bitting them and kissing them
Come here muah!
She miss me when I'm gone
Let me peal your out that thong
Shawty call me Mr. Right because I never fuck her wrong
[Chorus]
[Verse 2:]
She call me dolla long dick
I'm so easy to get along with
So she only fuck dolla
Them niggas don't make sense
When I talk shit she talking back
Throw it then she throw it back
Who pussy this? this pussy yours
You probably hear her saying that
And I'm so attack
Skratches on my neck and back
Welcome to my neighborhood
Pull it to my coredisach[? ]
In the car, in the bed, on the floor, on the kitchen table
Where ever you like it
Let's go
[Chorus]
[Verse 3:]
I be your old man babe
That's our favorite jam babe
Turn it up I bet I fuck you till you can't stand babe
R. Kelly 12 play we to another lab babe
You's a superstar and I'm your number one fan
I'm saying
I fuck em then I leave em
Treat em like I don't need em
Beat em and never feed em
She only swallow the semen
She always holler and scream
She say it feel like she dreaming
Dolla daddy dick
I keep her calling and feelin'

I'm from the city where the skinny niggas with it
Seen niggas get they head knock off over pennies
I'm on my way to greatness I got alot in me
I give you all of me till I'm all the way empty
Power over money I respect real shit
That money come and go but that pride you live with
I done kill shit ain't slept good since
To be honest it's fucking with my concious
That nonsense gotta stop an angel cried out
I ask her would the lord forgive me, she said "soon you'll find out"
My time running out
My clock startin to tick
Hope he read my heart and know I never wanted this
I can't go it's to much I'll miss
I never had a child, never gave my wife a kiss
I'm only 19 but I feel 36
If you listen close hope you read between the prints
I'm just trying to vent
20 millions brothas locked up behind a fence
All due to negligence
It's not making sense
Unless it makes cents
Better yet dollaz, better yet millions
These millions are ours
These hours are ours
This country is ours
Unity amongst black people equal power
They divied and conquer and we allow that
What happen to the panthers being proud to be black
We're losing our culture I pray we get it back
I'm losing my sane shit I'm tryna get it back
Not using our brain, we to focus on rap
To focus on the trap
And that's a real fact
Cops killng off niggaz, they just got my brother
R.I.P to lil Ant, that's my brother from another
Never got a chance but he in a better place
When that nigga call my day then I'm a see his face
Fuck the D.A., I rather electrify
Fore I testify
They can come and get me right now
I'm itching right now
You don't like it fuck you
But I'm a kill this fucka tear this beat black and blue
I love my sister, my true black women but I call bitches, bitches when the devil in them
I love my brothers, my real black men but a nigga is a nigga when he ain't being a man
I'm doing all I can but I'm still feeling low
Hoping the sunshine to find my way home
[Hook: x2]
(That Almighty Dolla)
So many step, so many kept, so many debt
(That Almighty Dolla)
So many ride, so many died, so many riot

[Verse 1:]
Before the fights start to kick off
I always used to trick off
And keep her in designer bags
To have her girls pissed off
Ridin' with the top off
They don't ever go out
And if a nigga pop off
You know I'm a show out
You know I'm a show out
Yeah you protected
And all of my EX's gotta respect it
You too young to get in
But I was connected
So the bouncer at the front
Let her enter through the exit
Five minutes before we get in
My song get requested
And we start throwing hundreds
Til all the strippers get naked
Damn we used to kick it
Now we disconnected
I thought we was different
But we ain't no exception
Late night texts
Keep us arguing
Used to be running through my mind
Now you're jogging
Now you're just walking
And footsteps lightly
Until they start to fade away
And all I hear is silence
But it ain't here never after no attachment
Used to be amazing
Don't know how that happened
Used to say I love her
And I would really mean it
Now I'm sitting thinking
Trying to comprehend the meaning
[Chorus:]
Where do we go from here
When we know it hurts
But we just can't seem to let go
From here
So work things out
But we both end up hurt
And it seems
To disappear
'Cause the love we had
Just ain't no longer here
And I'm lost
On a road
With no speed limit
A heartbreak collision is near
Don't pull me over
Oh I just can't take it
I just can't take it
[Verse 2:]
Before our love starts to tear up
I'd rather get the hell up
To focus on my gwap, collect a check and get some mail up
You used to fix your hair up
Put on clothes and make up
Used to put it on me
In the morning when we wake up
Used to cook and clean
And do laundry on occasion
Now you sit around the house
And I'm running out of patience
Got the nerve to be complaining
But the bills stay paid
And they ain't never late
And I ain't never laid
A hand on you
That ain't what men do
My momma taught me well
Snow boots by Chanel
She getting every fall nigga
It'll never fail
If money every funny
Bet you she can never tell
Unless I ever told her
Just to show her what it was
Like I'm out here doing all of this sh*t here for us
But that ain't no longer here
'Cause we no longer there
We looking for commitment
That we no longer share
[Chorus:]
Where do we go from here
When we know it hurts
But we just can't seem to let go
From here
So work things out
But we both end up hurt
And it seems
To disappear
'Cause the love we had
Just ain't no longer here
And I'm lost
On a road
With no speed limit
A heartbreak collision is near
Don't pull me over
Oh I just can't take it