when I light my trees And everybody know how much I like my trees Sheesh she got me higher than the weed spot Sumbody call Dr.Dre I need detox Man she
man's land, the only game in town Terrible, the only game in town Passenger, don't you hear me? Destination seen unclearly What is a man deep down inside
it in your pocket never let it slip away Always be a man not a boy gone astray, astray When you get half crazy from the August heat or on a frozen Rotted
really knows where they're goin' At the very same time nobody's lost In the fire went out and the night grew still This old man lay frozen on the cold
In one moment I'm goin' all the way I make my poetry everyday And I'm frozen comin' right on time I froze my mind with that serious rhyme And I'm open
Hey, Mr. Tambourine Man, play a song for me I'm not sleepy and there is no place I'm going to Hey, Mr. Tambourine Man, play a song for me In the jingle
all my love, yeah Belly to belly, one hand on the jelly At the telly on the celly, get that money Elly Please believe it, if the mind can conceive it Then the man
Hand of fate is moving And the finger points to you He knocks you to your feet And so what are you gonna do Your tongue has frozen now You've got something
' money I bust a nut then I'm back to thinkin' money My wrist froze, my mind blown I'm off slow, my eyes closed You gotta judge a man by his principles
[Ludacris - Chorus] See I'm black man chillin with my black man stride See batman, cruisin' in my black man ride Making white man money Supplying all
It takes a backwash man to sing a backwash soul Like a fryin' pan when the fire's gone Drivin' my pig while the bands takin' pictures in the grass And
I got a job making money for the man Throwing chicken in the bucket with the soda pop can Puke green uniform on my back I had to set it on fire in a vat
action Gonna let me get with the jet effect Get that brand new action Gonna let me get with the jet effect Lonesome whistle blows, my bucket froze Last
Charles Nelson Reilly was a mighty man The kind of man you'd never disrespect He stood eight feet tall, wore glasses, and had a third nipple on the back
a little pile Of coins of every sort The lady counts it up and says "You're still about a dollar short" And now my woman's got this weird look Frozen
mother fucker's history Cocaine cocaine China bright, snow white Rolled to a rave And steal a mother fucker's glow light Keep my dough right Man these
nothin' else to eat TV dinners, they really can't be beat I like 'em frozen but you understand I throw 'em in and wave 'em and I'm a brand new man, oh
see Up to the double glock in Hear pistols poppin' Buckin' them bodies for shots and Thugstas for them all and bodybags thugstas Niggas deal when I man