any way you wanna when you wanna I'll keep you just the same 'Cause there's something about you, baby That makes me keep loving you There's something about you
new Me not clairvoyant and in love Made me the fool You were never true If you didn't want me Ah you should have let me know All you did was make a mockery Of something
night in the living room Smokin' a lot of weed with the Four Tops Makin' collect calls back home to my pops My little brother said, "Keith, you need to stop" I knew something
they gave me mad problems you wont amount to nothing Well look at me now I did amount to something The rap name in vain just like a four four No matter
ELAINE and MARY JANE cryin' CHANEL smell good as NOSECANDY is the aroma everybody straight or crooked lookin' like they wanna bone her sexy PINK CROSS TOPS that make you
even better, Way over way a new day,(Long time man) Someday ???? something about tomarrow,(Harlem) It gets better you know,(Killa, Killa) [VERSE 1:] Uh, Listen, On my muscle you
could dick Fuck curteous, do you think I'm stupid Punk bitch I understand you put it on Capo Confuscious I don't give a fuck about no Ruthless I never
now Put your hands up, if you all about stacks now [Hook:] Southside, them boys be so fly now Westside, them G's be so high now Eastside, then down to Daytona Northside, you
you spending more time with me?" Nigga's eyes are getting shifty Coming over later smelling of pussy On his face, jeans, and sweaters something's fishy
all night in the living room smokin a lot of weed with the Four Tops Makin collect calls back home to my pops My little brother said, "Keith - you need to stop!" I knew something
