Good Things Don't Last Forever Baby Something 'Bout You Girl That Drives Me Crazy Ain't No If's And But's Or Maybe's You'll Always Be My Friend You Will Always Be You Will Always Be Say You'll Always Be My Friend She Want To Know What The Reason I'm Saying She Can Be My Friend But Baby I'm a Player Ain't No Reason To Pretend Might've seen me in M.I.A. riding phantom of the Benz With a beautiful bitch her hair blowin' in the wind (See I'm true to this shit) Hope that you can comprehend What I'm spitting is pimping and the rules don't bend Yup, you lookin' good But ya mind ain't right Some niggas been tellin' ya She's quite alright By [??] you need to let me put this "I" in your life Not the booze from behind from the side how you like I don't wanna spend forever with you baby just tonight If you can hop in my backseat that'll be a delight From the looks of that ass you and nigga type If you can bring me some cash, baby you're Mrs. Right You say you gotta man and you don't know if this is right (Thats why I need you to be like polow da don!) You're The Only Girl I Wanna See Daily Not A lot Save Me But You Could Be My Lady Let's Take It To Another Level You Remember The First Day I Got you What You Want And It Wasn't Even Your Birthday Nah Now We Kick It To Hard You Went To Deep Say You Feel It In Your Heart So I'm Be Real 'Cause You Give Me What I Want And I Ain't Gonna Tell You I Love You If I Don't I Understand That You Got A Man At Your Crib But He Can't Even Understand How You Feel But If You Stop Coming Around And I Don't See You Again I Guess We Can Just Be... Woooo Now Ladies You All Know What I'm Talking About See I Don't Want A Man That Just Be Dipping In And Out Of My Life I Want Friend That Be There Thick And Thin You Know What I'm Saying Someone To Take It Back to the Isley's I Want Somebody To Always Run Back To Me And Trust I'll Always Be Here With *That Cool Thing* If I Couldn't Walk Again Would You Still Be There For Me If I Lost It All Today Would You Care For Me? Yeah Would You Write Me in the pen? Kinda Of Friend That Will Be There Without The Benz? Like An Angel From Above God Sent Me You Never Ask About The Money That You Lent Me Nah You Look Good With Your Body You're The Type Of Girl That Money Can't Buy Me

(Ya'know like, do you love me?) (Do you want me?) (Are you gonna call me like you said you would?) (Is this really your real phone number?) Zone 4 Get money New money (Honey been waitin' dawg) Hey! Rich Boy sellin' crack, broke niggaz wanna jack Shit tight, no slack just bought a Cadillac Throw some D's on that bitch Just bought a Cadillac (Throw some) Throw some D's on that bitch Just bought a Cadillac Rich Boy sellin' crack, broke niggaz wanna jack Shit tight, no slack just bought a Cadillac Throw some D's on that bitch Just bought a Cadillac Throw some D's on that bitch Just bought a Cadillac Rich Boy sellin' crack, broke niggaz wanna jack Shit tight, no slack just bought a Cadillac Took it to the chop shop got the damn top drop Two color flip flop, candy red lollipop It's hoes in the parking lot But I still got my glock cocked New money mothafucka, don't ya see the big dot? Don't see the big chain? Don't ya see the big rims? Wonder who they hatin' on, lately paid for this meal Candy paint, gator skin seats, call me Dundee Pope in ya hood, I'm the boy that ya wanna be Haters wish they could feel the wood in my '83 Ridin' with no tints so the mothafucka know it's me Rich Boy sellin' crack, broke niggaz wanna jack Shit tight, no slack just bought a Cadillac Throw some D's on that bitch Just bought a Cadillac (Throw some) Throw some D's on that bitch Just bought a Cadillac Rich Boy sellin' crack, broke niggaz wanna jack Shit tight, no slack just bought a Cadillac Throw some D's on that bitch Just bought a Cadillac Throw some D's on that bitch Just bought a Cadillac I never slip, I never fall, a lot of hoes Gimme they numbers, but I never call A real OG, look at VIP and see a nigga ball Then after we hit the club baby I'ma hit them draws Yeah, I'ma break you off, and that's all Every freak should have a picture of my dick on they walls Polow be the shit, zone 4 be the click, yeah this for my dawgs Yeah, gangstas, hustlers, wankstas, bustas (Wait a minute mothafucka) Rich Boy sellin' crack, broke niggaz wanna jack Shit tight, no slack just bought a Cadillac Throw some D's on that bitch Just bought a Cadillac (Throw some) Throw some D's on that bitch Just bought a Cadillac Rich Boy sellin' crack, broke niggaz wanna jack Shit tight, no slack just bought a Cadillac Throw some D's on that bitch Just bought a Cadillac Throw some D's on that bitch Just bought a Cadillac Hit the block on some new ten thousand dollar rims Can't explain how I feel, touch the gator on the wheel Got peanut butter ice cream, Peter Pan seats Just got a fresh cut, now we lookin' for the freaks Take a bad yellow bitch, make her drop them draws I'ma show ya how to ball, middle finger to the law So fuck them niggaz what they wanna do Hatin' on a playa 'cause my 'lac skatin' 22's When I pull up I'ma park right at the front Pourin' lean in my cup, got purp in my blunt I'ma real pimp, bitch, I ain't playin' like a trick Just bought a new 'lac and put them thangs on that bitch Rich Boy sellin' crack, broke niggaz wanna jack Shit tight, no slack just bought a Cadillac Throw some D's on that bitch Just bought a Cadillac (Throw some) Throw some D's on that bitch Just bought a Cadillac Rich Boy sellin' crack, broke niggaz wanna jack Shit tight, no slack just bought a Cadillac Throw some D's on that bitch Just bought a Cadillac Throw some D's on that bitch Just bought a Cadillac

Rome, write it up Diss la toata lumea, imi bag pula-n toti M-am dus singur la o fapta, dar puteam s-aduc mafioti Asta-i muzica de smecheri, sa asculte si interlopi Nu, nu vorbim de bani, ca ai adidasii jegosi 'Io vorbesc direct cu sefu', nu vorbesc cu angajatu' M6, MGK, ca mine nu mai e altu Nu mai fii interlop daca ai dat cu subsemnatu' 'Io aduc femei, vara-miu aduce praf Hai da-ne diss sa-i bati la usa lui Allah Te bag in coma, ne pisam pe un mandat E suparat ca la nevasta-sa m-am dat S-a ofticat ca m-a gasit cu ea in pat Si-a luat mare soc, acum e traumatizat Nu te stie nimeni, esti la tine intre blocuri Am pistol pe bune, trag in aer 10 focuri Dau afara patru mii, asta inseamna patru glock-uri Te dai luptator, da' esti o pizda, sa-ti pui tocuri Vorbiti mult si prost de zici ca sunteti reporteri Noi suntem M6 si futem in cur Tik Tok-eri Si futem in cur Tik Tok-eri Albert Nebunu sau pizdo, sunt Beto Eu cu MGK, Chief Keef si Fredo Nu suferi, ca te prindem, printeso Nu suferi, ca te batem, vedeto Tasteaza dimineata, sunt pe semnatura Fac bani multi daca telefonu' suna Ti-am luat marfa si femeia, si mai vin inca o tura Am luat totu' de pe tine si mai fac inca o captura Pow, pow, pow M6, yeah, yeah Grr-pow, M6, M6 Stati pe loc, huh? Stati pe loc, acum reload Hahahaha Bai, cred ca iese tare Cred ca iese altceva

Ah, M6 Mafia M6 Mafia Trapperi pizde, gangsteri fetițe E manevră, știi că intram peste tine Câștig tot, ne certăm cu oricine Trapper prost vrea și el să se afirme, rra Mânuși pe mână, nu lăsam amprente Cagule pe față, să fentăm niște anchete Vorbim de bani, nu îi las să plece Care încearcă, îl tăiem, îl facem zdrențe Vorbim de fapte, merit o medalie Nu vreau Rolex, vreau un Glock cu diamante Nu vorbesc cu garda, le pun capcane Ăștia știu că sunt protejat de mafie Ești un fraier, nu însemni nimic pe stradă Eu sunt arc, tu ești săgeată Zici că mă cauți, sunt deja la tine în casă Vorbește prost, abia aștept să-l pun pe targă Am mai zis, M6 crimă organizată (bow, bow, bow, bow, bow, bow, bow) Nu dau diss, dar mă piș pe concurență Vorbește prost, deci primește o macetă Nu mă cert cu fraieri, asta înseamnă o anchetă Fac magie cu briceagu', zici că e baghetă (bow) Ăsta e pistol pe glonț și am și vestă O dau tare, MGK e rachetă (bow, rra, rra, grra, pow, pow) Mă simt ca B.U.G. Mafia în 2002 2000 pe capul tău dacă e vorba de război Te bați cu pumni în piept, deci ești maimuțoi MGK prinde trapperi, îi aruncă la gunoi Scot pistolu', dacă simt că e mai smardoi Tu și tac-tu două sifoane, o să vă bat pe amândoi Vorbim de fapte, merit o medalie Nu vreau Rolex, vreau un Glock cu diamante Nu vorbesc cu garda, le pun capcane Ăștia știu că sunt protejat de mafie Ești un fraier, nu însemni nimic pe stradă Eu sunt arc, tu ești săgeată Zici că mă cauți, sunt deja la tine în casă Vorbește prost, abia aștept să-l pun pe targă Am mai zis, M6 crimă organizată (bow, bow, bow, bow, bow, bow, bow) Mă jur pe familia mea, dacă poate să-mi facă cineva ceva, hahaha Bow