The needle on my record player has been wearing thin This record has been playing since the day you've been with him No more long rides home No more
make sure that you adore them I miss mine, cause I'm always out here touring Or with the strippers at the Hilton up on Cortland One from Utah, the other
chit-chatter You may say, I have a ego, or just merry free But none of that tough talk, I take seriously It goes in one ear and right out the other Heard
mob ain't nothin but hardened crooks You try to diss, your butt is on a meat hook Want some of me? You're on a mission Bad move, you end up missin [
bitch I need, ha, ya heard? New shit yo, you know you tell me when you want some half of Miss Shorty, right? You want the bitch to give you some brains or
lot of beautiful things for each other You know what I'm saying? We gonna get me a new car We gonna get me some better jewelry We gonna help each other
Fuck dat, I got 27 years of this, Hit or miss, I hit your misses, You are local news, I'm 60 Minutes, I, I hit the target, I hit the witness, I work out
the other guy that got ya mother high Coke like a ca-ter-pillar I make butter-flyyyyy [Chorus] Yeah, mami you miss me don't you? Haters wish you could hit
Spalding, shootin dice like POOL Plus in up in the club, for free cause I got HOOKED I never buy drinks, for bitches Unless this bitch my misses Or this
hit me Commend me no not really, and shawty don?t be silly We ain?t trippin of the history this a one nighta And the bitches you fight em, heres some liquor or
down some And what's this shit about us Meant to be together? That type of shit'll make me not want us To meet each other I really think you and your girlfriend Need each other Or
one big borough of Dons with firearms And we never use those, til the man act other than he's 'sposed to, {nigga} what I'm 'sposed to do? Shots whistle, damn near missed
never do, sleepa Gotta get put that on all me reefer Somehow must beat ya, so peep out the creep or The reaper will meet ya Bailin' on ah mission, flippin
thugs we got money We got money, hey. We got money to parlay, we got money to parlay Watch if I miss ya, hit chya, bet one of these thug-niggaz get
We got money, hey. We got money to parlay, we got money to parlay. Watch out, if I miss ya, hit ya, bet one of these thug niggas get with ya, split
this for all my ladies I know you thinkin yo it sound like a lulaby right? Bone Thugs N Harmony, Avant we so sik, We bout to do this REMIX! Ready Or
industry And y'all just in time to get another phase This certainly is somethin' that you wouldn't wanna miss The drama when it hit the fan, we got '
And let out off they ammunition, but they didn't hit him, they missed him So homie ducked and rose backed up buckin' off his shit And hit one of them
