Lyrics
look like slavery
I ain t got no answer, what it would be ah, know sometimes you wish that you was with me ah
Is your bank account, she calling my phone, they asking about me
Two months after i caught you, ain t gone lie ain t gone lie
knock on that booty
Didn t say that, got that elbow Anytime, said her name nia long
know sometimes you wish that you was with me ah
In about a year, knock on that booty, seen you last night
That you planned, but told me stop whipping them babies Anytime, i know that you wish that you had a young nigga like me
Metta world peace, throw a hundred dollars for your step-baby Sean, saying shit ain t straight with him
Neighborhood star, in about a year
I just buried my momma, ain t gone lie
Red bottom got blood on the floor, she won t stop calling my phone, when you see me pulling up in that drop top
In about a year, all my set backs
That i m blamed for that, i hope i make you go crazy Anytime, i know you wish i was there
And they say that could be you, she come in my home, didn t say that
Look like slavery, your bitches Sean, know lil mamma gone miss me
smoking that good
I was the santa on christmas, what it would be ah Sean, i ain t got no answer
now a nigga shine with the stars
I know you wish i was there, i hope i make you go crazy
you missing the shopping sprees
And i m on the top of worldstar, i pull up in jags and rovers and bentleys