Originally posted by Cutie

Originally posted by SourHighGuy

Originally posted by hanako

Originally posted by Cutie

Originally posted by hanako

Originally posted by Cutie

Originally posted by hanako

*walks in* imma bored...

*grabs u and takes u to my cell *

*blushes* what is good girl?

ima show u wats good

**blushes** so sweet

**sneaks in cuties cell**

boys not allowed .....are night was oooooo so fun

yeah it was...i have a swollen forearm as proof of all the fun yall had

Originally posted by CeesDaGorillA

Originally posted by Cutie

Originally posted by SourHighGuy

Originally posted by hanako

Originally posted by Cutie

Originally posted by hanako

Originally posted by Cutie

Originally posted by hanako

*walks in* imma bored...

*grabs u and takes u to my cell *

*blushes* what is good girl?

ima show u wats good

**blushes** so sweet

**sneaks in cuties cell**

boys not allowed .....are night was oooooo so fun

yeah it was...i have a swollen forearm as proof of all the fun yall had

WOW O_O

Originally posted by CeesDaGorillA

Originally posted by Cutie

Originally posted by SourHighGuy

Originally posted by hanako

Originally posted by Cutie

Originally posted by hanako

Originally posted by Cutie

Originally posted by hanako

*walks in* imma bored...

*grabs u and takes u to my cell *

*blushes* what is good girl?

ima show u wats good

**blushes** so sweet

**sneaks in cuties cell**

boys not allowed .....are night was oooooo so fun

yeah it was...i have a swollen forearm as proof of all the fun yall had

what u meant to say u was mad i took ya girl n locked u out ... ooo OK .....better luck next time

Originally posted by Cutie

Originally posted by CeesDaGorillA

Originally posted by Cutie

Originally posted by SourHighGuy

Originally posted by hanako

Originally posted by Cutie

Originally posted by hanako

Originally posted by Cutie

Originally posted by hanako

*walks in* imma bored...

*grabs u and takes u to my cell *

*blushes* what is good girl?

ima show u wats good

**blushes** so sweet

**sneaks in cuties cell**

boys not allowed .....are night was oooooo so fun

yeah it was...i have a swollen forearm as proof of all the fun yall had

what u meant to say u was mad i took ya girl n locked u out ... ooo OK .....better luck next time

nah what i meant to say was i was like Yeah Yeah Yeah Get Money Yeah Yeah Yeah Get Money Yeah Yeah Yeah Get Money....while my forearm was gettin Swollen

ok fine ..i admit i laughed at that

I am so confused... **dies** i don't even know what that means...

Back to our scheduled program

I can’t be bothered with paying homage to forefathers

See the future like the car show floor models

Both feet in the snow so that my core follows

We done more for the dead n-gger, we pour bottles

Drown sorrows, ocean blue Murcielagos

Started with similac powder in a baby bottle

Yeah, the formula is warning ya

Crack kills, offerings to the coroner

Kill my eldest brother, n-gger I’ll be damned

Gator at my mama house, welcome to zombie land

A hustler’s paradise, a lucky paradise

Down 40 but the street gonna have you square by night

Didn’t bat an eye at it kept a poker face

Cause the better eye at it had a coco base

When you get to heaven’s door, they won’t hold a space

If you know me after flesh on a smokers face

There’s no feeling like your bitch chin-chilling right

You in italian leather and you full willing right

You know you up when you can count a quarter million right

And if you’re down you can slang it like a pillow fight

I’m a wizard at it, n-gger here’s the magic

Make a small town feel like I throw a blizzard at it

Get the green from the scale like the lizard had it

Bear witness as I unveil this instant classic, yes

My God, my God, my God, yes

My God, my God, yes

Yeah, the second comings in the second verse

The verse coming still here so I need a hearse

I got a voodoo doll, every time I pin the verse

Not only do they say they feel it but they say it hurts

No pain to gain, n-gger, they say i’m heating up, welcome to the flame n-gger

No matter the success, still the same n-gger

I only change when the new body came n-gger

Aero dynamic, roof panoramic, my credit score let the dealer take full advantage

Paid over sticker price, cash under handed

The old 12 a year early, I’ma time baby

Gotta time manage, when you heaving snow

Able to drop it on a 30 and be free to go

Only deal with divas, on a “need to know”

Girl what you need to know is when you need to go

There be no waiting, I have no patience

This is the end of all my unrecognized greatness

I’m here now n-gger pardon my lateness

You can hear in every bar and every cadence

Yeah, it’s the new God flow aint it?

The last supper for you n-ggers now repainted

Take position on the chess board and re-arrange it

Face to face with the truth get re-acquainted

My God, my God, my God, yes

My God, my God, yes

[verse 1]

to all hustla's with the same interest

bow your heads as the lord's mention

prayer service held in the kitchen

i wish they never found jimmy henchmen

i'm what dreams are made of

cocaine ronald gave us

then nancy tried to save us

by that time we had motorola pagers

now we push button start motors

yacht owners, you small ballin, that's pot water

menage a trois' in the bath house

blew money on 'em, bitches never bad mouth

you glass slipper bad whores, i just cash out

you open doors, i open jaws and pass out

luxury is just my lifestyle

i'm scott free with a million dollar bright smile

[chorus]

you niggas gettin' money, i never hear about it

the bricks fell, i skip jail, live to tell about it

i'm what dreams are made of

i'm what dreams are made of

sell that p-ssy to me, i'd rather buy it baby

look at ya purse you need the help, you can't deny it baby

i'm what dreams are made of

i'm what dreams are made of

[verse 2]

yeah, louboutins under sweats

a hundred just landed on responding to a text

niggas talk money but i'm still unimpressed

when these thousand dollar sneakers got me feeling under dressed

hip hop bores me, hustla's applaud me

too much school boy, not enough rude boy

nothing match the feeling of pulling up in that new toy

and it aint even half of my safe, tuck like jew boy

bentley with the rag-top yarmulke

it says kilometres all on my speedometer

cocaine under my tongue like thermometer

i got the fever, i never took a breather

need a way out like nas needed an ether

like mike vick chased by peta

more pony hairs, more zebras

more pythons, more lizards

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Uh, I let you into my diary to admire me

the make up of this man, I let you see the higher me

the self righteous drug dealer dichotomy

I'm drawing from both sides, I am Siamese

the tug of war opens the door, entrada

rip me apart and see what's inside of this pinata

and rolling kilos in gym strada that's one saga

one chapter of black magic, I'm Harold potter

feels like I'm doomed to dealing with women who

relationships with their fathers won't allow us to bloom

and blossom, I swear them Vegas nights was fucking awesome

but adios I blow my own dice before I toss 'em

lost some niggas some other niggas double crossed 'em

tryna snatch my niggas back I blew a small fortune

Wrestle with the work, we was like the four horsemen

Rick Flair with the flame, I'm muthf-cking Gorgeous, woah

as the gull wing doors lift, Karate Kid, crane kick, no Jaden Smith

whiter than that coke brush that they paint me with

sunk leather seats softer than an angels kiss

but they devil red, tires double tread

I post and parks up. that gets me double head

tight rope walking tryna keep a level head

the bright lights blind look at what the devil did

she left the door open gave a fuck if i'm famous

i write this alone in vegas

came off fly street money partied nights with the a-list

i write this alone in vegas

remember nights when my team blew it all on the tables

i write this alone in vegas

i'm the only one left and the memories fading so

i write this alone in vegas

they'll do everything in their power

stomp me the stove when you rising like flour

make your cake fall when you threatening their tower

its 911 you on your 25th hour

asta la vista i'm steppin out the bleachers

how the tide turns when the pupils now the teacher

the game can't go by just followin the leaders

you gotta be better than the ones who precede yah

eggggggggggghck

upgrade em

upstage em

change the whole body shape and just update em

pagans

reagan era i ran contraband

money caused turf wars through the promised land

first time being rich could be a common man

the Guy Fischers had the blueprints and diagrams

we just took what we needed and we built on it

Lord forgive me for the blood that i spilt on it

Chorus Repeat

Fear of God niggas

Got me feelin like Pac

this the realest shit i EVER wrote

who you know sit in New York for 2 days around Grammy winners

come back home straight to the money getters

about 14,000 dollars worth in 20s

brown paper bag money

yeah

i call that a good weekend

ha haaaaaa

re-up gang forever

long live the king coming soon

malice my brother i love you

Liva-Don, till the end nigga

YES

Last edited by wormdogg10 14 years ago