Soul Uh, you know how we do, just the things we do baby [Chorus x2: Quintay Soul] You did things for me - I did things for you The things you did for
it from another planet 36, a thousand times do a somersault Do it right and you can live your whole summer raw I'm out my mind, yeah, a nigga seein'
', love to spark the place Half the niggas in the squad got a scar on they face It's a cold world and this is ice Half a mil' for the charm, nigga this
I'm lookin' for the country girls Go shorty do your thing now City girls Go shorty do your thing now Sexy girls Go shorty, do your thing now Pretty girls
thing happens Kids clappin' love to spark the place Half the on the Squad got a scar on they face It's a cold world, and this is ice half a mil' for the
I don't wanna send nobody back, violently take a nap Promise you got something, Lord, that I honor you Blow your lil' head off while you're tying your
about you. Doubt you. Feel you can touch me anyway nigga. You better stay wit about 50 pounds of heat a day nigga. And all them niggas that hate. You know they envy you
everyday living Is slowly corrupting my soul I'm 2 months out the joint on papers Walking with 3 years parole I did 4 and a half a slab And shit a nigga
make a mothafucka dance Had a chance to bail, had my hustle, but I blew that I walked up in the gun store and ran out with a new gat A double 4, out
bring it to 'em where they pump at 12 Gauge mashberg No shell in the head Before you put in work, you gotta pump that You done hit a nigga with it and you
you carryin' a weapon on you? I know alot of you are Well, I ain't steppin' out of shit, all my papers legit But do you mind if I look around the car a
you like a tire I'm tryna tell her He could buy you a bar, I'll buy you wine cellar He could leave you tomorrow, and I could fuck you forever Ha, now
your knot-and, your spot-and, your block-and anything else, you got-ten, hopefully you snake and rotten So eyes open, don't sleep Cause once you do you
in a half If I'm out there bad I might cut you in half UTP tatooed it, across my stomach stay booted Look I'm a looter, holdin' the Ruger Or a 6 shooter
, yo What do you believe in, heaven or hell? You don't believe in heaven ?cause we're livin' in hell What do you believe in, heaven or hell? You don't
my mom's bills, recoup a half a mil Still got my deal, pop the 700 Benz-o You never seen, cash money fiend A lot of cats wanna dream Pack a shorty black
