I'm satisfied with a little while you haters want it all. You waitin' for the spring and I'm gettin' it in the fall.

I drove nice cars, I got a nice house. But now I'm steady missing you like a strikeout

Count my own money, see the paper cut fingers?

Rest in peace to Heath Ledger but I'm no joker

Baby you should bring your best friend, then you should persuade her to let me get some sex in. Don't get offended, baby, that's just a suggestion

I got the Hammer money, sweetie you can't touch this.

I know you left me once, but I came right back to find you. Even though I like being in your past, you got a bright future behind you.