Like a sprained ankle boy I aint nothin to play wit
She think I'm the realest out and I say 'damn that makes 2 of us'.
Trying to tell you I'm the one, come and holla at me before I'm on the next thing, YMCMB.
Seven days without love makes one weak.
Soap opera rappers, all these niggas sound like 'All My Children'.
Buzz so big I could probably sell a blank disc.