lovey, dovey

Singer: bizzy bone

get your money mayne

get your money mayne

go get your money mayne

go get your

go get your money mayne

go get your

go get your money mayne

get your money

go get your money mayne

you so lovey dovey

concentrate on your paper kick back

hey

don't let 'em search you

only talk to god

in a mirage

duck the menage and

baby go get your money

you're so lovey dovey

concentrate on your paper

kick back

and sip bubbly

don't let 'em search you

only talk to god

in a mirage

duck the menage

and blahzay-blah

baby go get your money

you're so lovey dovey

concentrate on your paper

kick back

and sip bubbly

don't let 'em search you

only talk to god

in a mirage

duck the menage

and blahzay well blahzay-blah

duckin the system and i'm wonderin if it's physical

baby i'm feelin the fury and the money and it's still spiritual

somebody tellin me why you hurtin me baby you hurtin yourself

feelin the one i'm feelin the same

see you around the town passin me

cause i'm a loner on the planet taken for granted

with only one body to manage

no knowledge i'm schizophrenic

tellin me i should suck your johnson just to humble myself

charles bronson

strictly the victim

i'm comin in with stealth

huh

who do you believe in? i believe in god almighty

the prophets

the saints and the angels

michael and son righteously

don't ask me any questions after that

we ridin

stack blame

bless jacob the jeweler

we not slidin

bring work constantly

and get you 9 percent

and that's for your own protection

what do ya mean i don't pay rent?

so why should i have to suck it? i'm so fuckin

i'd rather fill my mouth with sharp-ass teeth so we both can love it

fuck it

i go celibate

celebration of elements

my sentiments exactly

and exact me through these tenements

testimony been done

repentance bein taken care of

nobody to care for me? well fuck it

i'm finna share love

rollin in a hoopty or a bucket

who gives a fuck

listin to slow cuts

smokin weed

so what

and held up

i'm in a hold-up

bizzy baby don't fold up

and this is ain't the way it's supposed to be

i'm tellin ya

i told ya

soldier

grown men callin theyself jehovah

i only hope when they get judged that they was representin jehovah

no adultery don't ever roll over

feelin the pain of a spiritual warrior wanted a platform to warn ya

been scorned

ever since i was born

america's most wanted"