[Spoken Word Intro]
So I'm a lil’ bit tired
I ain't get to rehearse this shit
So we doing it all live
[Pre-Recorded Audio]
Hey Suge, what I tell you when I come out of jail what I was gonna do? I was gonna start diggin into these niggas checks right? And quick, lemme see them binoculars. The binoculars
[Intro]
C'mon, yeah!
It’s all about you, one time
Where my ladies at? Where my ladies?
It's all about you
Turn it up, turn it up!
It's all about you
Turn that shit up man!
Everybody!
[Verse 1]
You probably crooked as the last trick
Want to laugh 'bout how I got my ass
Caught up with this bad bitch?
Thinkin' I had her, but she had me in the long run
It's just my luck, I'm stuck with fuckin' with the wrong one
Wise decisions, based on lies we livin’
Scandalous times, this game’s like my religion
You could be rollin' with a thug
Instead you with this weak scrub, lookin’ for some love
In every club, I see you watchin' like you want it
Well, baby, if you got it, better flaunt it
Let the liquor help you get up on it
I'm still tipsy from last night
Bumpin' these walls as I pause, addicted to the fast life
I try to holla, but you tell me you taken
Sayin’ you ain't impressed with the money I'm makin'
Guess it's true what they tellin' me
Fresh out of jail, life's hell for a black celebrity
So that's the reason why I call, and maybe you with it
Fantasies of us fucking', can I get it?
Addicted to the things you do
But still true what I'm sayin', boo, ‘cause this is all about you
So I'm a lil’ bit tired
I ain't get to rehearse this shit
So we doing it all live
[Pre-Recorded Audio]
Hey Suge, what I tell you when I come out of jail what I was gonna do? I was gonna start diggin into these niggas checks right? And quick, lemme see them binoculars. The binoculars
[Intro]
C'mon, yeah!
It’s all about you, one time
Where my ladies at? Where my ladies?
It's all about you
Turn it up, turn it up!
It's all about you
Turn that shit up man!
Everybody!
[Verse 1]
You probably crooked as the last trick
Want to laugh 'bout how I got my ass
Caught up with this bad bitch?
Thinkin' I had her, but she had me in the long run
It's just my luck, I'm stuck with fuckin' with the wrong one
Wise decisions, based on lies we livin’
Scandalous times, this game’s like my religion
You could be rollin' with a thug
Instead you with this weak scrub, lookin’ for some love
In every club, I see you watchin' like you want it
Well, baby, if you got it, better flaunt it
Let the liquor help you get up on it
I'm still tipsy from last night
Bumpin' these walls as I pause, addicted to the fast life
I try to holla, but you tell me you taken
Sayin’ you ain't impressed with the money I'm makin'
Guess it's true what they tellin' me
Fresh out of jail, life's hell for a black celebrity
So that's the reason why I call, and maybe you with it
Fantasies of us fucking', can I get it?
Addicted to the things you do
But still true what I'm sayin', boo, ‘cause this is all about you
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