just say it, B. That’s all you gotta do wit this nigga
said you was gon’ say when you seen him on Saturday.
And you saw him and you still ain’t say it and it’s goin’ on
Sunday, though.
This nigga don’t smoke no more.
You know I’m gettin’ married and all that, right?
Mase, you gotta tell me, hit me I’ll fuck y’all niggas up if y’all don’t
tell me.
but you know, it’s a trip that, that you know, we was watchin’
We was coming out the club and shorty was getting out the car
With money that we ain’t shottin’ at on 18th street
I’m gettin’ married to?
Wasn’t gon’ marry her anyway, you know? I’m just tellin’ her dreams,
you know me.
NOT MY FUCKIN’ SHORTY, NOT MY FUCKIN’, FUCKIN’ BITCH
Y’ALL CRAZY MAN, Y’ALL MOTHA’ FUCKERS IS CRAZY
