in between I'm not a girl But if you look at me closely You will see it in my eyes This girl will always find her way I'm not a girl, don't tell me
introduce him Got a girl named Cigar called her that because she Cuban Got a black chick that be boosting, got a white girl that be boothin' Gotta watch
everything Put her pants to her knees don't take off everything I pay for her chains staying near her cain's Sipping on her cane I'm forgetting everything
I luv, I luv, I luv it, I luv it, baby Luv this, I luv it, luv it, luv, ooh Luv this, I luv it, girl Luv, oh, you really want it, girl? Luv, I luv this
walking by With the tears in your eyes and I walked up to your side So I asked you how you feel, "Girl, is everything alright?" I want you to keep it real girl
complaining But life keeps on complicating and I'm debating On leaving this world, this evening, even my girls Can see I'm grievin', I try and hide it But
hands up we been the killas with everything from chest wets to death treaths the best yet and niggas gettin their neck check best check to protect
'ma always be down for you Just me and you So don't worry 'bout a damn thang, oh Now that we together girl the light's so bright It took a lil' time but
turned into fall. girl: see. boy: wassup. girl: its funny cause, boy: yeah? girl: i never thought this would end. boy: listen baby, its not gonna end. girl: but
my bat, blew her ass back and chest in Slob my knob, yeah, no question, this my main bat (Over) She thorough like that, so we don't use protection But
to have his way and little Lisa says ouch She tries to resist but then all he does is beat her Tries to tell her mom but her momma don't believe her
is infamous just like the fuckin' title read You get back slapped so hard make ya nose bleed Some, kids feeling guilty 'bout the But you first baby girl so just face it But
yella): Now everybody's talkin' about they run it and that war shit, But they never seen a playa tellin' to y'all the real hit, Brace yourself, protect
cocked And in the trunk bumpin' nothin' but the Beats By The Pound funk Pull that skunk out, the windows fogged up And the system all the way pumped Everything
Going down, down, down 'Cross the border line The guards look scary but the girls are pretty fine Going round, round, round Driving me insane Everything looks different But
haven't lost my protection I haven't lost, haven't lost, haven't lost What I have, lost intentions Two by two coming through the door Singing like a bird Boys and girls
through it I told you I get what I want And I ain't tryna hear nothin' else but just you And I had to take a good look When everything else didn't have
I was old enough to drive Comin' from a family of thieves Nigga tried to live the Scarface dream But I guess everything ain't what it seems Idolize them niggas on TV screens But