I brought you brothers here to start our own fraternity
You don't see that we hurt? But still
You never know, homie, might meet some hoes, homie
You mean I missed my major by a couple of seconds?
The doors was closed, I felt like Bad Boy's street team
Don't spend no money, ain't got no clothes
Yeah, She's a triflin' friend indeed
Throw your diamonds in the sky if you feel the vibe
Sometimes I feel that music is the only medicine
I've called this private meeting today because there is a imposter among us
Take 'em to the show and talk all through the movies
This was founded years ago, by broke slaves
Nothing's ever promised tomorrow today
Why's everything that suppose to be bad make me feel so good?
And I vow that my child will be well endowed, like his daddy
But they gon' have to take my life 'fore they take my drive
First line; should it be about the hoes or the ice?
Rubberband together in cashless bundles
Oh, ho-ho-ho! I knew I was gon' see, I knew I was gon' see you again
I wanna tell the whole world about a friend of mine
Addiction
Bring Me Down
Celebration
Crack Music
Diamonds From Sierra Leone
Drive Slow
Gold Digger
Gone
Heard 'Em Say
Hey Mama
Late
My Way Home
Roses
Skit No. 1
Skit No. 2
Skit No. 3
Skit No. 4
Touch the Sky
Wake Up Mr. West
We Major
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