It?s not about me It?s all about You It?s not about my pride It?s all about Your truth And so right here from the start I open up my heart And say, Lord
It?s not about me It?s all about You It?s not about my pride It?s all about Your truth And so right here from the start I open up my heart And say Lord
Vertimas: Big Daddy Weave. It's All About You.
distance think I'm big daddy cunk Reincarnated spirit of a G Beef'll make you dinner take a seat so we could eat A Farrakhan aura, paws on the port You
it And if it aint about money I don't wanna talk about it The passion of a husler I got it And if it aint about money I don't wanna talk about it
diamond I'm embarrassed you keep rhymin' Fuck you Simple Simon, materialistic and twisted Fake mink, buy your own fuckin' drink Big shots sport you but you got a fuckin' weave
what it's all about huh, fucking and sucking You piece of trash, every gimp like you needs a pimp like me ok You get on that fucking block and you make
with me And I can see you wanna hide it, Come on!, just divide it, yeah baby! And please don't knock it (Knock it!), until you ride it (Ride it!) Michelle
TV Come back, it's my baby daddy Tryin' to see who's beepin' me Dog that's a no, no, get yo stuff you gotta go Scrollin' threw my 2-way, it's like scrollin
you Killin you and the nigga that signed you like my Dad invented murder I rhyme til it's a torture to me, exhaust like a catalytic converter It's sad
a forty ounce All y'all women y'all can stay but all y'all niggaz gotta bounce I looked across the room and seen this girl about to leave Pretty face, big titties, weave
'em brawd lose it I'm just sayin' they just can't stand to see Me execute game plan I slow it down, she like it, speed it up She polked it out, beat it
so I go and get a bone and Hey baby gal, all that, can you lone it Weave and them contacts, man I'ma bone it Say it's all good she about to kick her man
me And after I tell her it's all history Chickens (chickens) Rotisary (rotisary) We could make it snow Motherfucka better get your skis Told her turn it
yo' sorrows [Big Boi (Too $hort)] Daddy Fat Sacks back on the scene Money shot to a Three movies But everything's straight like 9:15 It's back to the
it I'm just sayin' they just can't stand to see me execute game plan I slow it down, she like it - speed it up She polked it out, beat it up like that