to death like I'm buried in a tuxedo At times I look in the mirror to boost my fucking ego I say it's your world, Cole World to be exact With a flow that
cold war It's Chica-I-go for What I know or, what's known So some days I take the bus home, just to touch home From the crib I spend months gone Sat by
I'm representing for you, and nigga that's on the true I'ma sell my dope, I'ma bust my guns I'ma fuck my hoes, I'ma stack my ones What I represent? (
you got your eyes on the hustlas, you just wanna touch us Come on with the lump in your pants (See) (New York City must be) I ain't gone stress ya (uh uh), but I
, I perform like Mike Anyone -- Tyson, Jordan, Jackson action, pack guns, ridiculous And I'm, quick to bust, if my ends you touch Kids or girl you touch, in this world
So I travel with the babble, with the chrome, with the lead Cause when it's on, then it's on, the shots flowin through your head I been rich I been
[Puffy] When it hurt I ease the pain girl, caress your frame Get them worries off your brain girl, I'm in your corner Do what you want, it's your thing girl, I
out this year So I listen back cause the street is missing that What a world we live in So cold I'm shivering, slipping Gotta work with what I'm given
your life" Do you love me baby I'll be your friend Do you love me baby Though I love you like a brother I would rather be your lover Verse Two: Foxy
I'm gone, I'm gone, I'm on my way Peace God I'm gone, I'm gone, I'm on my way Peace God (peace God!) I'm gone, I'm gone, I'm on my way Darkside, Darkside
I?mma put it on her I?mma, I?mma put it on her I?mma, I?mma put it on her I?mma, I?mma put it on her I?mma put it on her I?mma, I?mma put it on
with panty-liners, rent cars, with no recliners I get ill, serve the best MC's with Massengil While crowds chill, take your haltertops, down to Big Bill Right on your
somethin' is missin' Yeah, yeah, yeah I'm addicted to money, I'm addicted to cream I'm addicted to her, for that love I'm a fiend Just imagine your touches, I
Lac and Stone and all my kids Ridin' round town in that brand new Jig, Jaguar that is (Woo, wee!) See, I'm world wide grindin' and I'm tryin' to live
the ground Your kissing makes me dizzy, yeah In the head and I'm ballin', I'm ballin' I love this game 'coz this game love me back I'm pushing a lac
the money on a mission Niggas fo' hire 'turn the fire, geah (chorus) Feds gettin closer I'm peepin My girl touched me on my shoulder (wake up) While I'm
the best days ever 90 degree weather, shape up, no Sketchers Hit me with Febreeze, I can't get no fresher I'm gonna think I'm on a bill, if I feel much
I've got a new house with much room Got a lonely heart that needs you I've got two cars, I can only drive one Material things that can't replace your
