(I'm surprised you even remember that) (Sometimes I just can't take it no more) (Damn, James) Bluey, why you do it to 'em? (yeah-yeah-yeah, yeah) Dolla $ign, Dolla $ign, Dolla $ign, Dolla $ign Sometimes I just can't take it no more Sometimes I just can't take it no more Said all I can, can't say it no more I tried so hard, can't try no more Sometimes I just can't take it no more Sometimes I just can't take it no more Sometimes I just can't take it no more (yeah), yeah (uh) I'm really 'bout to lose my mind, the shit I've had up to here All the stress you put me through, wish I made that disappear Think it's time we set some boundaries, let's just establish this here We've been through it, it's a lot of shit that happened this year Need someone to talk to like I wish Mac was still here No Louis, but I can tell that you got baggage, that's clear You moved out, but you still be gettin' packages here Used to say, the limelights, you won't let that interfere (oh, yeah) But seems like you actin' different when some rappers is here (ah) Shakin' ass all in the club like how you dance in the mirror You was listenin' to your girlfriends who you had in your ear And she know everything? Then ask her why her man isn't here, for real Sometimes (sometimes) I just can't take it no more (sometimes, uh) Sometimes (for real) I just can't take it no more (you know?) Said all I can, can't say it no more (no, I can't say it no more) I tried so hard, can't try no more Sometimes I just can't take it no more Sometimes I just can't take it no more Sometimes I just can't take it no more, yeah I'm fed up (oh, yeah) Fed up (oh, yeah) I'm fed up (oh, yeah-yeah-yeah) Fed up (ooh, yeah) Yeah, uh, I reached my limit, you pushed me to the edge To the point where you send text and I leave you on read Wait, you ain't catchin' what I said? If you think that you one up on me, I'm 20 steps ahead Don't ask me what's my mood, 'cause it's on "fuck you" 'Cause you play games and, just for that, girl, I can't trust you I said it's just to make a point, yeah, my heart told me to make this joint We've been broken long before this breakin' point (oh-oh-oh), you know (for real) Sometimes (sometimes) I just can't take it no more (sometimes) Sometimes I just can't take it no more (can't take, whoa) (I can't) Said all I can (yeah, yeah), can't say it no more (you know?) I tried so hard, can't try no more (no more) Sometimes I just can't take it no more (yeah, yeah, yeah) Sometimes I just can't take it no more (I can't) Sometimes I just can't take it no more (I can't), yeah Sometimes I just hit that point, I'm like, I can- I can't do this anymore You're only breakin' me down, you're not buildin' me up It's too much

Ooh, yeah, yeah, yeah Oh, woo-woah, yeah Girls like you (girls like you) Always got a bad attitude (ooh, yeah) God made bad bitches rude (bad bitches rude) God made bad bitches rude A lot of ass on her lip, body bad, you strip Pretty face, but a flip, in her bag with the chip (Chip) Blowin' racks at the Fifth, girl, keep it up, I can see ya Ain't nothin' like I got, I don't need you (need) Yeah, yeah (yeah, ooh, yeah) Those are the ones Those are the ones Stand on your heart (heart) And look in your eyes (eyes) I know I broke a lot of hearts (a lot of hearts) Gave my share of scars, but (ooh, yeah) Ain't nothin' worse than a broken man Can't tell your bros, they won't understand Drown out the pain with a loyal fan Use your pussy power 'cause you know you can, oh Girls like you (girls like you, ooh) Always got a bad attitude (attitude, ooh, yeah) God made bad bitches rude (bitches rude) God made bad bitches rude (ooh, yeah) Girls like you Always got a bad attitude (ooh, yeah) God made bad bitches rude God made bad bitches rude

It's my party and I'll cry if I want to Cry if I want to, cry if I want to You would cry too if it happened to you You would cry, yeah, yeah Got no ice DJ's not here and I called him more than twice But he won't pick up Where the guys? I've had a couple of friends come, not the ones I really like What the f-? It's my party and I'll cry if I want to Cry if I want to, cry if I want to You would cry too if it happened to you You would cry too if it happened to you It's my party and I'll cry if I want to Cry if I want to, cry if I want to You would cry too if it happened to you You would cry, yeah, yeah It's my party, I got kush I got molly Thats your girl, she ain't cute, but she got body I'm a get her, I'm a hit it, then forget her You can take her back like a Indian giver Dollar $ign, yeah, I'm all she ever wanna see She in bed with you, but she still texting me She wanna turn up with a real one Pop blue xans now she can't feel nothing Gone to the moon I got on space jams Got a white girl and she got a spray tan I'ma introduce her to my black bitch Threesome we're an ice cream sandwich It's my party, it's my party, it's my party Got your main bitch and she getting naughty If she don't tell me what she wan' do You's a bitch, you could cry if you want to It's my party and I'll cry if I want to Cry if I want to, cry if I want to You would cry too if it happened to you You would cry too if it happened to you It's my party and I'll cry if I want to Cry if I want to, cry if I want to You would cry too if it happened to you You would cry, yeah, yeah

Crazy funk, baby this a crazy funk Step aside, buster niggas step aside Recognize me, you gon' recognize me (?) you gon' (?) Aspiration baby, you my motivation baby Aspiration baby, I need extra motivation You some inspiration now we bout to hit the latest Recognize me, you gon' recognize me She say that she wanna stay over But I like to stay all alone I fucked that bitch to my song I fucked that bitch to my song I fucked that bitch to my song I fucked that bitch to my song I fucked that bitch to my song She wanna stay in my home I like to sleep all alone She kept on blowing my phone I fucked that bitch to my song I fucked that bitch to my song I fucked that bitch to my song I fucked that bitch to my song 20, this my favorite song So I fucked that bitch to my song (She throw that ass in a circle Smoking on that new purple You (?) herbal Throwing that, that's some circle) Fucking on molly and Xans Gripping that ass in my hands She say Dolla you the man She say Dolla be my man She like the way I get money I told her leave 'em and he bore me She doing tricks with her tongue for me She bring her friend and another for me She say that she wanna stay over But I like to stay all alone I fucked that bitch to my song I fucked that bitch to my song I fucked that bitch to my song I fucked that bitch to my song I fucked that bitch to my song (20 my favorite artist) Dolla we just getting started She out off the Henny and molly Light skinned full bodied I fucked that bitch to my song I got somewhere with my drawers off Dolla my that's favorite She say Dolla my that's favorite song She say that she wanna stay over But I like to stay all alone I fucked that bitch to my song I fucked that bitch to my song Song-song-song-song-song-song-song Song-song-song-song-song-song-song Oohh-ohhhh-ohhhh Oohh-ohhhh-ohhhh (I fucked that bitch to my song) Oohh-ohhhh-ohhhh Oohh-ohhhh-ohhhh (She say Dolla you the man) Oohh-ohhhh-ohhhh Oohh-ohhhh-ohhhh

E-40) I'm a little mannish muthafucka I take after my older brother Started off selling marijuana but now I'm selling yola Shit was gettin hella funky at first When a nigga was stealin a bitches purse Ended up gettin kicked out of every Vallejo school They clocked me like a circus I was the little mannish motherfucker Showing off in the back of the church My momma was quick to hit me with a switch and I say "that hurts" Get to the house, go to my room and talk some trash I never believed a hard head made a soft ass Cuz I be moving fast and I'd be tryin to stash Beat up the pizza man and then I straight dashed Disobidient sport cut my days short My momma got tired of takin' my ass back and forth ta court I said "momma I'ma straighten up for you And I promise I won't warrant" Got me a job as a paper boy 21 dollars a month 5 o'clock in the morning Damn I'm slavin' for the fucking white man 21 dollars might buy me some?(poor carpet chicken george) I'm tired of muthafuckas fuckin over me How can I find a way to make some real money? But you don't feel me I was tired of being broke lookin coked down Came up off a twenty dollar put me down Next thing you know I was up to about a quarter of a ki' rollin Niggaz was trippin' off me cuz I was a young muthafucka ballin' Gettin my fetti on but when there was funk I had to starve Time to fetch the choppers and bring out the U-hauls Extra mannish I make you vanish I play for keep Investigate that ass till they find out where you sleep Muthafucka it's commakausi Don't even try me ahh I bars none you best believe that I'ma bring me ah Fully automatic Tommy with the infared say I'm sorry Before I pump your ass full of lead and dump the body Extra mannish, that's what people be calling me Oh we can be cool until you get to threatening me I loose my temper and shit my eyes turn red Blow my top and get real hot at the head I guess I'm a failure, I gots no future in my front All I'm able to do is sell dope and hit the blunt Don't ask me why Sometimes I go to church and testify The preacher preaches and I be dang near ready to cry Repute the devil I got to get out of the ghetto freak Sometimes I wonder if mommy and daddy really payin me Who would ever thought that a nigga like me Would become such a bad ass youngster My mommy and daddy done fucked around and created a damn monster Why couldn't I wait till I was bigger Before I started drinking malt liquor I guess I was a nappy headed stubborn little mannish ass nigga (Mugzy) Guess who comes through, comes through It's me the Y-O-U-N-G M-U-G-Z I'm just as mannish as I wanna be I pack a 30-30 Niggas wanna blast me because I'm down and dirty Extra mannish how I'm livin and I'm fuckin my neighbors bitch an She lovin' every minute of the dick that I be givin Bitches on my jock, Bitches on my jock Suckas on the block know I got a glock Bini caps, B-coats and all of that I'm beatin niggas down with a baseball bat I'm havin revenues I'm gettin paid fool A ghetto muthafucka with an attitude S-I-C-K W-I-D I-T It's young mugzy and E-40 It's explains why it's hard for us blacks and hispanics And why we turned extra mannish

All my little bad bitches in here If you came to get ratchet, say "yeah" Baby, touch your toes We can get freaky, have an episode Tell me is ya with that Episode, tell me is ya with that I don't like it, I love it, I wanna grip it and touch it I'm tryna hit it and fuck it, stab it and stick it and stuck it Get you to lick it and suck it and kiss it after I nutted We can be friends, ain't gotta be seen in the public I'm about that verb, that action, have that coochie having contractions When I be smashing and smacking and sapping, thrusting and thrashing Sit back and relax and have a glass of this bottle Earl Stevens selections: mango moscato Handbag by Selena, seem like I already knew ya Beautiful girl, you so bad, look like somebody done drew ya My eyes salute ya, you a sight for sore eyes, booty and thighs You and yo' girls should get with me and my guys Come and get a bar of this mackin', baby girl, get rid of that sap He ain't real, he a fraud, baby girl, that dude is a cat! When he first intervened, he bought you flowers, no doubt But once he got in good, he started doggin' you out Shawty in love with them gangstas, that's why she holla at me A country nigga be whipping at 50 thousand a ki' You just be giving her, getting her, I just fill her with D Even though she cute and petite, freaky, discreet She got SS on her booty, well, them tattoos on her cheek Make me wanna take her to a island, we could do it for weeks Girl, let me Birkin your bag, Jimmy Choo on your feet Let me get you out of the Jag and in that Bentley GT I'm on the west coast, droptop riding, fool With E-40 sitting with me, we riding, fool Hustle Gang bang green, we tried thems truths Somebody told you otherwise, they lied to you I bet it all, roll the dice, bet, bet Quarter mil' on me in the bag, check that Them suckas don't like it but they gon' respect that Spend the night, have a episode, you won't forget that, check that Girl, I came here with all my niggas and all this liquor Said she want a threesome, I'm gon' lick her From the bottom to the top, take it down I'mma roll the weed but she gon' break it down It's not my fault if that's yo' girl Cause she wanna leave with a real nigga Pussy on my balls, her panties in my car Before your nigga call, you know I gotta get it

Mack game, let me explain the fundamentals Charge a bitch like incidentals Put the peas up in the pot without the lentils When it come to getting paper, I'm low-key instrumental You bound to find me up in an Avis mini-van rental Player wanna lock this dog up in a kennel Hustle hard, never gentle My life is a movie, it's action-filled, it's suspenseful Play to win, never play to lose, I refuse Kids gotta eat, need some school shoes Can't spend my cop money, gotta cop Gotta pay my lawyer in case I get popped Stapler in my Under Armour boxer briefs We don't play for give, bitch, we play for keeps When it come to getting gouda, nigga, I'm a beast Bring it to your door like Uber Eats I know how the streets work Residue on my T-shirt Hatin' ass niggas be disgruntled I'm sitting up counting this paper, paper I'm getting carpal tunnel I know how the streets work Residue on my T-shirt Hatin' ass niggas be disgruntled I'm sitting up counting this paper, paper I'm getting carpal tunnel, carpal tunnel Took her to the strip club, dropped her off Gotta watch her, though, 'cause she sell soft Met her off Smirnoff, Red Bull Like it in her gut with her hair pulled B-la fuck around, like to smoke weed Bunch of purple shit and palm leaf 140 acres, all trees Carpal tunnel, nigga, when we off these I don't think they know, I'm the one to count Pitcher from the block tryna strike me out Pack turned down, called to psyche me out Trips out of town then they wipe me out Sick Wid it, my nigga, we follow no law G-string, little bling, nigga, no bra Counting hella dough, hella cole slaw She wake me in the morning, she be old flow I know how the streets work Residue on my T-shirt Hatin' ass niggas be disgruntled I'm sitting up counting this paper, paper I'm getting carpal tunnel I know how the streets work Residue on my T-shirt Hatin' ass niggas be disgruntled I'm sitting up counting this paper, paper I'm getting carpal tunnel, carpal tunnel Block jumpin' like a trampoline Nigga gotta move mean They smirkish and they lurkin' and they plot and scheme They strung out on that crystal and promethazine Be careful who talkin' 'round, watch your speech Put a contract on my head, it's gon' get breeched Reverse the bounty, turn the hit around I know all the ones on your soil that's really getting down Yeah, bet your money on a rollercoaster Nigga livin' good 'til the wanted poster Then it's retreat up out the streets Different city every week, all bunch of suites And beware of the paper trail Never use your debit, nigga, they could tell Have you shut down in a cell Hoping you'll snitch, won't even tell I know how the streets work Residue on my T-shirt Hatin' ass niggas be disgruntled I'm sitting up counting this paper, paper I'm getting carpal tunnel I know how the streets work Residue on my T-shirt Hatin' ass niggas be disgruntled I'm sitting up counting this paper, paper I'm getting carpal tunnel, carpal tunnel