Don't look back This I know for sure The past is just a closing door Don't look back The past is just a closing door And you don't
getting money [Busta Rhymes] All I know is how to smash on everybody record and do what I do And make somebody have to go and get a hearse Yo, Game I don't
so smashed. Knocking over trash cans. Eurbody breakin' bottles It's a filthy hot mess. Gonna get faded I'm not the designated Driver so I don't give a I don't give a I don't
Now how you ain't gon' change the locks? (OH THAT'S CRAZY) Didn't sit there and call the cops (OH THAT'S CRAZY) Got in bout the back door LIKE WHOA (OH
feel like nothing You niggers getting back over here we are getting money You know how it looks I know how it smells GPS .. to the mail It ain't start
throwing up the W Bringing trouble to Those in sight King T and Big Ice Chorus: [Ice-T] But T that's trippin' and that ain't my sport I'd rather
all night Let's get it poppin' I'm in Miami Trick Everybody on smash (smash) Hands in the air (air) I'm feelin on her ass (ass) Like a nigga don't care (like a nigga don't
Tell a bitch I take you places where your man can't go Can't be, he ain't doing shit, if he ain't me Can't you see the difference 'tween us when I walk
and build a snowman girl The bullies become bullied, the pussies get pushed Then they better pull me, take me back to 9th grade to school me 'Cause I ain't looking back
morning before I leave home Family I love, don't wanna leave this world alone and before I leave home, leave home I pray to God I won't, loyalty is all
full of whiskey in my handbag Got my drunk text on, I'll regret it in the mornin' But tonight, I don't give a, I don't give a, I don't give a There'
can't be a Super Mane My whole ? is back mane and I keep that iron-mane Any woman yellow flag me, throw me out the game I'm back at the halftime like
back throw another back, bring another couple of them models, okay K! get another drink, let the waiter know tell every single bottle, finna spend a lotta dough I don't
Smash the club Vegas! We smash the club new york! Smash the club atlanta! We smash the club LA! Smash the club paris! We smash the club brazil! Smash
t leavin till 6 in the mornin So have a sing along with the words to the song an If you don't know the words and you can't sing along then Fake like you
You knew I wasn't faithful from the jump so don't front Like I was quit acting up bugging Since when we been messing Flexing love has been good no doubt
make it rain buy a bottle pop a cork, dork if I may retort I ball just as hard tomorrow as the day before I pop bottles but I don't pour save the glass
Life's short, don't make a mess of it. To the ends of the earth, you'll look for a sense in it. No chances, no plans. I'll smash the windows of my box
