under, what have I got to do to make you see My girlfriend is a wannabe And she wants to be She wants to be She wants to be me
going under What have I got to do to make you see My girlfriend is a wannabe And she wants to be She wants to be She wants to be me
m going under What have I got to do to make you see My girlfriend is a wannabe And she wants to be She wants to be She wants to be me
Oooh, na na (Hey!) Give me my, give me my baby back Oooh, na na (Hey!) Give me my, give me my baby back Oooh, na na (Hey!) Give me my, give me my baby
If you want me, say aah And we don't buy no drinks at the bar We pop champagne 'cause we got that dough Let me hear you say aah If you want me, say
Life is out, snuffed all they mans in In the end, she had to be the last bitch standin' Not for long the buck the forty four strong Just like that she
if I want it I'm gon' have it Regardless if it's handed to me or I gotta grab it Don't make a ass outta yourself tryna stop me I'm cocky, rap's "Rocky
speech, to mirth Happiness, 'cause me and all my peeps got hurt That night, I said a little prayer, me and Justin That's when I heard the busting, yeah
a peacock I saw her dancing in the club with her new outfit Her hair and her nails did show me love Ya man say he got good green show me some bud Give me
gon? and make the water fall She know I?m the one to call when she want that good shit She know I?m the one to call when she wants the hood shit Baby
smell the pussy You niggas can't see me, but never overlook me I'm on the paper trail, it ain't no tellin' where it took me Yeah, and I ain't a killa
cool with me Chilled out together Even went to school with me Fly nigga, my ace boon coon We used to low ride together Shot dice in the bathroom You want
earth to me that could be done The she backed off and teased me so I couldn't come Then she cold got stupid pushed me on the floor Had me beggin' to
can kiss my ass All cops want me, so does the F.B.I. Because my rhymes are fly They still tryin' to stop me, shut me down block me Make motherfuckas boycott me
, turn around and ask was that Ice ? Then they see me cold countin' my cashi Rhyme pays ----!! Verse 2: Moves must be busted, girls can't be trusted
